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Friday, September 16, 2005
Topic : prelims are officially over but not o-levels / Time : 9:40 PM

prelims are officially over but not o-levels. just now was art. did all my art work the day before. so stressed up. thankfully, everything is done, on time. :)

had different encounters with taxi drivers on the way to katong, and back home with mom. the taxi driver coughed out loud without covering his mouth. then when we went back home, this other taxi driver almost fought with this car-owner. i was so freaked out cos the car-owner, stop in front of the cab(fiercely), slammed his fregging door, points a middle finger to the cab driver. and i really, honestly thought he was going to open the cab's door and punched the driver's face or whatever. but nooo, fortunately. he said something. and i think that he scolded vulgarities(knn). it was funny, scary at the same time. cos i dont expect uncles to hurl vulgarities at each other. hell nooo. then the car-owner went to this other person. then the cab driver went "gilar larh dia". he kept repeating that for the 392583 times.

my room is in a mess. with books lying on the bed. worksheets/notes/whateverucanthinkof all lying on my bed. waiting for me to clean up. the cause;prelims. :) so tml will hafta clean up my bedroom after mom telling me that its a mess. but i dont really think so. ooh, n maybe i can find my "lost" items tml. stuff that i've been searching high and low for or something that must be lying among those pile of books and worksheets.

and my computer has gone nuts. the printer is becoming weird. it cant print, but it can photocopy. wth? i mean printing is a much easier task then photocopying. the printer and me obviously doesnt haf the same thinking as me. uh-huh.

i love the belt. but i want the hand-buckle-belt but sadly its sold. *toot*

wake me up when september ends just rock can. ooh. i looike the video. :)

uhm i guess nothing else to update. been feeling refreshed after a nap. so yeah, now im bored.

bye.

ooh, n i saw the herbie's fully loaded car last week. ohkae. bye.

[edited]: i forgot my password for my hotmail acc. and azyati told me tt ive too much info on history and stuff. haha. thankfully theres the secret ans to the secret qn.


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