hiieze..
just woken up from my nap..
ok go to do a fast one cause havent finish my hmwk..

in the morning went to school with jing han..
i was walking behind her larh..
she was walking with her cousin what..

at the traffic light..
we saw a very small frog..
how on earth did the frog get there i dont know..

small fuss about themometers..
then the taf went for a run..
you think not tired haas??

sweating real hard..
dont feel comfortable to sit on others chair..
but i was dried by the fans..
lol
smth happen i think but i forgot...

next was bio..
because we go through biology finish..
we didnt have to study for that one period..
so we talked abt disection...
real yucks!!

recess...
nothing out of odinary happened...

drama...
ms eileen said luq's hair was like chicken little..
then luq said smth..
ms eileen kept teasing luq abt the chickening..
then we discuss abt dawan five years later..
wesley kept saying puberty..
cause he havent got it thats why..

IT training..
okayy i guess..
got to play with the video cams..
so fun film here and there..
atiqah was the camwoman..
so she got to take anybody except herself..
so fun..
shirin kept closing the screen everytime her face pops out..

CE was so-so..
talked abt resilience..
then we had to draw..
i drew the whatever arm/muscle fight..
but phew..
i didnt have to present..

school ended..
i went to look for ms foo..
but could not find her..
so i decided to go home..
(and hopefully she replied[nope]..
or i'll ask her tmr morning..)
went to the busstop with peiwen..
there was mabel, atiqah, amirah, shirin, shi ying, farah and nurul..
pei wen asked abt the what will be due tomorrow..
then we all was as loud as we can..
said different date dues..
but at last we all stop cause the bus came..
so we board the bus..
i was standing at the middle..
with amirah, nurul, farah and a malay sec 2 guy..
farah and nurul was somehow "fighting"
they made me and amirah laugh..
even the sec two guy laughed..
really they were funny..

went home..
i saw bertrand..
lol..
then i saw wen yang..
lol...

buhbye~

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