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Thursday, September 11, 2008

FUCK THE ITCHY HEALING WOUND.
i officially declare i cannnot stand itchyness. goddamn bloddy irritating. i cant wait for sunday when i can finally remove the damn ugly stitches. FUCKING ITCHY. ive been whinning since i went for science class. then headache ever since i landed at yio chu kang. while waiting for xueli for the keys some bloody blanglah was washing the floor and staring at me. thanks blanglah. you've been washing the floor for 2days already.

science class. HAHAHA! i likey the indian physics teacher. he damn funny. and im always the first to complete practical. my intelligence. i mean its just plotting magnetic field lines how difficult can it get. and its the last physics lesson. aww.

work. i was so tired that i literally didnt know what i was talking. the story is..
*ringring*
louisa: "good evening yio chu kang mrt clinic how can i help you."
the guy on the other end of the phone: "erm.. may i know your new location?"
louisa: "??. (slience for awhile) oh uh we're located at block 853."
(huge stares from collegues!!)
when my soul came back i realised i gave my address instead.. MAJOR WTF.
louisa: okay sorry we're located at block 635 amk avenue 6.
my goodness im super blur can. and boss embarassed me today. the story is..
i wenta pack dinner back to clinic to eat. and was humming some tune.
THEN i didnt know boss got a patient in his room!! i carried on singing.. and he told the patient this "my nurse likes to attract my attention by singing." wahlau embarrasment to the max! he still can laugh.... some nice soul huhhhh.

finally my hair faded to a nice blond colour. or rather its gold.. I WANNA GROW MY HAIR LONGER! okay fine!! i know ive been saying it since dont know how many years ago. i shall extent it then. mwahaha.

screw my geog paper. got distracteed by eye candy. its merely a excuse. i studied green revoltion in the end oil palm came out!! the whole class gave up. nice baby..
i miss school and theres a week of hols next week. extreme boredom!! i miss the crazy things we do in class. the times that we irritata the mathe teacher. the gossiping that we have in class about that particular person. irritating fugly. listening to mrss manjit's never ending stories. gossiping to her about 'them' and the sun baking cig break. i miss you peeps!!

theres work tmr which means ive gotta wake up early!! AND I MUST NOT BE LATE. gotta tong an hour on my own before jenni comes in..

i think my new friend is nice. he's name is jeremy. he's funny. i swear some of the msges he sent is dman funny. i kept smilling at myself. i think im crazy.

i feel like going back to church suddenly. dont ask me why i dont even know why. though i know where my bible is but i never want to take it out. i miss the good old city harvest day. maube i should try taking a step forward. well.. reluctance.

i cam-whored alot today. (i dont usually do that) it clearly shows how bored i was. somehow i dont want sch to end.

cow. this is taking time..

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