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the pain in me is killing me. sort of something that is hanging right at the large intestine, i guess so, and biting it. yucks, i know it sounds damn gross, but its happening right now. whatever okay, maybe doing some shitting business might just take away the pain.

oh yes, yesterdays entry was in a total mess and i hope you got to read lines by lines. its all mixed up cos of the stupid new text function here. it eats up the words when you want to add something in. okay, blogger this function sucks and please take it away. it helps by destroying sophisticated entries by me. oh well, i hope its at our level being classified as one of those. i bolded the word "our", meaning that its our level, not mine. hey, im not as childish as you think i was in sec 4. my thinking is erm, quite different now.

alright, back to school. it sucks the entire fun filled day, with the lessons not allowing me to visit the beloveds in my sec school. i always had this intention to make a trip back, hoping one day i could, but its always about school that restricts me from doing so. my school sucks to a certain extent, i swear.

beverage was not to mention, boring as ever. bar showmanship was quite nice, cos it doesnt interest me whenever it comes to memorising the cocktails recipes. on the test day, i might just blabber whatever i remember. and home bitter home, tuition at night.

anyways, samz (my friend in pri sch, now in ac) wrote a pretty funny paragraph in her previous entries. it talks about smokers and their armpits. shes a pretty nice girl, whom i used to argue and bicker during pri school days. and after 7 years of friendship, i only realised that she hates compliments. damn cool person.

oh yes, HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY!!! i miss my teachers, especially celia yiu, though she screams and screeches in class. but i miss her the most out the all the others.

class still as good as it is. everyone talks to me, and vice versa. pretty cool mates in my class, though we dont present damn handsome guys or pretty girls. rich kids and rich kids. ordinary kids and ordinary kids. whatever. the previous 2 sentences are rubbish. btw, quite a few complimented on my bag today! i was feeling quite happy cos the money spent was worth. comfortable, nice, big enough for me, can bring to anywhere and compliments from friends.

ahem, its time for me to go. project superstar finals tomorrow. KELLY will be the ULTIMATE WINNER. NO ONE CAN REPLACE THIS NAME AWAY FROM HER MAN. its like, how dumb that the organiser only invited one special guest to the show. sigh. lesson starts at 1.30pm tomorrow! finally, i can sleep longer for once, twice, praying for many times! a mayhem might just break out tomorrow with the help of the course tutor. he screams and shouts at whoever is not up to standard. threatens foreign students and pushing all, exaggerating the oh-so frightening hotel industry. heck it, maine, selene, ann, jean and me survived the 12 to 14 hours of work in the hotel industry.

thus a legend was created for singapore marriott hotel, when all from the same school conquered the forecourt, hotel from december 2004 to may 2005. cheerios to one and all!!!

honestly, i miss marriott days.

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