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louisa
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Thursday, March 29, 2007

this has happened a little too often alr :/

i decide to blog.
i sign in to blogger.
i access the Create Posts page.
and then i don't know what to do anymore.

so then, i give up.

hurr hurr.

stupid sch is robbing me of all my cash and savings :/
i owe jesmine five bucks. gahhhhhh. and i still have to pay five bucks for cls fund okaay.

it is rather entertaining to see the spastic expressions jesmine tan has cultivated since young and also to hear her gushing about how cute she was last time. and the desperate attempts to pretend to be doing homework when we were really in her parents' room staring at all her old photos. and there she was covering all the OBSCENE pics. hurr its not so much of obscene than embarrassing. and thankyou for that 39-days-in-advance bday present :)

i glance at my piggy bank, and sigh at the dire financial situation i am in right now.

I AM IN DESPERATE NEED OF CASH.

am currently obsessed with phantom of the opera, music of the night and memory. :D

:D:D:D:D:D

tomorrow is friday.
which means the day after tomorrow is saturday.
I WANT THE FULL FLAG DAY HOURS LEHHHH.
will i get them?
gahh.
i resolve to stand far far away from the person who caused me to be blacklisted the other time.

THAT VERY PERSON.

i dont care, i shall pay the class fund tmr and owe jesmine money until i get pocket money agn. -still thinking about money-

and all of a sudden, i realised.
i miss the admiralty primary school i once knew.
the campus, the people, the environment.
most importantly, the freedom to go where i want to without being shooed unceremoniously away by ungrateful people.
its no wonder the number of alumnae going back is decreasing year by year.