
yesterday was a total slack day. miss soh settled some adminstrative stuff, one of them being the donation cards. everybody gets one with different serial numbers, lost muz make police report. my first reaction was, i nid to go and keep it into a nice place and not into my cupboard with lots of worksheets, paper, scrap paper. wth....
nxt, we went for lit lesson. study for history miss sheetal says. but everyone just doze off to dreamland or lyke mi stare into space and watch the world go by....
later, we watched coach carter. nt bad at all tat movie. sharon, i noe yr bro watched it b4 since it is abt basketball but u din rite? wahahahahahahahahahaha
so in the end nobody went for mother tongue despite miss soh onli told miss eng. and we all went home. end of the story.
oh and btw, selamat hari raya to nisha! rmb to come eat wif us again. no wif mi i mean. since most of the time none of the siao za bors will ever eat something proper. siao za bors, nisha u noe who lar hor, the universal set of za bors....
i decided to stop my stupid hiatus idea. hehe
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