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Cheng Yunyuan, Bernadette;
01101991;
till death do us part.

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Wednesday, April 9, 2008

well, its been nearly a month sinced i last blogged.

as usual, i'd complain, BUSY JC LIFE.

ha, but at least i'm enjoying my stay(:

my class has been wonderful so far, really(((:

i mean, i feel like i'm back in my secondary school.

its either the same group of us don't do out work an get scolded altogether, or either copy.

thats about it.

i guess its just another notorious class.

but i'm very glad(:

i feel the same old me again.

well, its not something to be proud of though, at least, i feel "home" so to speak.

but still,

my secondary school friends are wayy better.

at least they all speak proper english.

goodness.

i feel like i'm constrained in a cheena area.

i mean, their medium language is chinese!

come on.

my standard of english is deterrating soon.

however, my class is still great.

EXCEPT, for one absolute pain in the ass, fugly, slaps guy's muscles when they make fun of her disgusting fellow, that tries really hard to show off her dance with she calls a strength she posess.

yupp.

gawwwdd!

i HATE HER.

she is god's mistake! as my brother would say.

andd each time i see her,

i feel like pouring acid on her face, scrapping her skin with a toothpick, shafing a bundle of durains up her ass, plucking each and every strand of her hair, either up down left right, just anywhere( you get the idea), and make sure she is absolutely hairless.

as you can see my love for her is the depth of the ocean.

anyway, i made really good friends which i'm rather close with.

i really thank god for them(:

as i have repeatedly said in my previous posts that from the many bad incidents that happens to you, something good would always come out from it.

its just so true.

finally,

I MISS ANGELINE!:(

all the retarded things we use to do when we study and stuff like that.

overall,

I MISS 4E3!:(

back to mugging soon.

nights.


11:17 PM