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Hulo lovely people (:

i dont know why,
it seems like a million times.
i've searched for you
but i've got no clue D:
Where are you?

all thee Number7

>>Melisa

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Monday, August 01, 2005

haix, today, not fun one. Especially after reccess! Mie class won 2nd of the whole P6 level[no big deal one] for poetry recitition as a whole class, so we had to send ONE represensitive to collect the prize[collar pins]. So, some people sabotaged me. As i was the cow in the poem, thus, i was sent to collect the prize. I hate to go up on stages! Arghh. In the end still go up lol. Then i was alone at the other side of the hall without mie frewns T.T So boring lerhs. There alone for i think 45 minutes. Then finally it as mie turn. My hands were sho cold after i went down the stage. Sia lar.
Then later, during lunchbreak, we skipped lunch and played Volleyball match. The whole thing was like...I cannot even serve ONE ball!?! Well' skip that part.
Then after that, we had our EMS[ English, maths & Science] supplementary. When the class was just about to start, Shou dick[Shao jie] shouted " Mrs.Khoo! Zong yu's head is bleeding!" When we heard the word "blood" we were like huh? Who? then whole class will get sho anxious over that. Mrs.Khoo later then brought him to the sick bay. Later, I also found out that Haiquan's teeth actually hit Zongyu's head when they were playing catching. When Mrs.Khoo came up, she told us that Zongyu's head had to be stitched up. I came back from toilet and just learnt about it and i was like " What the? Stitched up? Very pain one lerhs!"
POOOR sergeant Chua.[Zong yu] He had two little wholes on his head which turned out to be Haiquan's teeth mark. I can know how it feels to have ur head stitched up. Small that time i got my lips stitched up cos I was naughty and ran and fell and hit the rock. Haha, lucky that was when i was very young. Very fast will forget. Kays, i think that's all for the day as i dun think you wanna know about what i dreamt of when i went back and sleep? *bb* ^^

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