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Monday, January 12, 2004


Watch out for bad language.

Today was the first day with lessons, and I'm damn pissed by everything, esp my wound. I'm really fuming.

First we had Physics Lecture which the lecturers treated us like dogs, "stop discussion", "start discussion"..and the time given was like 20 seconds. Fine. That was alright, coz the questions were dumbly easy.

Then had FMaths, then that Mrs Kay Po can't stop her busybody business. She kept insisting to change 2 more pupils from our class to her form class. Fine, she moved 3 idiotic strangers in, we didnt utter anything and she thinks she's so great and can manipulate us... Wtf. She really looks like a bitch now. Argh. And someone from my class wants to change to triple science. Haiyoh.

Then because of my bloody wound, I got to take medicine, and in the process of taking that idiotic pills, I lost my wallet. I really start to get real pissed off. I hate my carelessness, Bloody hell.

Then I got my CT changed, into some old virgin, some monotone woman who dosent carry a single expression while speaking, and thinks her jokes are damn funny and expects us to laugh. But of course, nobody entertained her. And she keeps talking and talking, without any intervals in between for us to interrupt. Wah lao...

And then, why cant I be together with someone I like. Why must it be some idiots who I dont giv a damn? Argh~~~~~~~ [Punches hard on my face]

I think I'm really suay these few days, the fall, my idiot wallet. Blood shit.