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Monday, May 11, 2009
Monday Blues Monday Blues It's another monday, we've to go back to school.Yawnzz. The weekday seems to be crawling and the weekend seems to be passing too quickly. Just got my saturday break and now it's already monday. Went to school 1hr earlier to celebrate for my classmate's b'day. Happy Birthday!! We actually celebrated 3 ppl's b'day in 1 shot. They got very close b'day dates, coincidence or what? 1 of the b'day girl manage to pon tank becuz it's her b'day. How i wish everyday is my b'day .... By the way, i am collecting my laptop tml with siewmin. Woot~ Not long & i'll have my personal laptop. My hse already has a desktop, i'm worried that it's going to collect dust since i wont be bothered to use it anymore plus my bro already owns a laptop. So fast it's already the start of the 4th week, it's coming to a month soon. Are your homeworks and projects piling up? If not happy for you & sad for me T.T I actually thought that poly is all about having fun, socializing and having more fun. But I am WRONG! It's all about Homework, GPA & Projects... Ahh~ Now i'm starting to miss celebrating b'day with 7SUTH and going out for movie with MACTT. When will it be the next time? probably june 20th ba... That's all, shall post the pics later Take Care, Cya Labels: Things that happened and the footprints they left. |
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We celebrate our own funerals with cries even at our own birth
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