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Holidays have begun! WooooWeeeeee!

Time flies reaaallyyy fast in school today. Only 8 students turned up. I was almost off to bed when the phone rang at 7.30am. And guess who? It's none other than my secretary, Roy. Forced me to attend school cause he's already at my voideck. I was like "eeerrrrr". Shit man. Sumpah aku rase malas nak turon. But I'm not a bad person okay. Since he's here so I might as well just drag my heavy feet to school. I saved your day okay, Mr Azhroy. Took our own sweet time and reached school at almost 9am. I did well for POA. yeyy! And bla bla bla, school ended at 12pm.

Accompanied Roy to Bukit Gombak and I saw Fathur! A long long long lost friend. K then we bus-ed down to Woodlands and we talked about cockroaches throughout the journey. Klakar okay. Ohh, we even talked about Laika. HAHA. Told Roy that I would be the first person to scribble her face in the class photo if anyone is willing to scan it and put it up on friendster or blog or whatever for publicity. I can't help feeling disgusted when looking at her face. Pure irritating. Especially the part where she will look at people with her so called "manje" face. Kann Ifa kan??? Tak bley angkat xiak! Adduiii. And we laugh laugh and laugh and reached Woodlands 30 minutes later. And we were still laughing like mad retarded people.

I was feeling so dead that I reached home and my body just fall flat on the bed and I can see the stars eventhough it's 3.30 in the afternoon.

*Sigh* I'm fucking bored. Not even a single Bishanian is online now. Blahhhhhhhhhh.

I better go off now before I start my crap. bye!