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not me, not i yayiya, yayiya! chalked up another A, which i kind of expected secretly. because if i dont get A for business communication i would have to kill myself. friday, i am getting back my management test papers and assignment marks. I do hope that the test he gave was focus area. because if they werent, then i would have to kill myself again because there are so many bloody chapters to study from that book. it could kill. i like this colour thingy. asshole xavet iqbal keep pestering me and eve for our hp numbers. and his surname has already set me thinking.As in, Asif Iqbal, the pakistan cricketer. As in, as if. huh? haha, if you dont get it, its ok. took me half a year to understand what the hell miah was talking about anyway. haha and talking about miah, kick hoz's ass everytime you see him! sick ass! hmmph!! and i saw amir nawas in TOA PAYOH CENTRAL! gosh, he friggin cycles to school everday when we were at douby ghuat. he must be a super power generator if he cycles to school from tp everyday. best. he can try to compete with lance armstrong. hahaha! me and eve deduce he doent stay in tp but come to tp to visit khaung naw! hahah! joker. i travel to school everyday by mrt (that's the only way to get to tanjiong pagar on time rushing on the morning rush) and never once i see him. hmmm i dont know how people can be so reliant on somebody. like why the hell dont you have a brain of your own? hmmmppph! 12:51 am powered by blogger |
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