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Monday, January 7, 2008 !@#$% 7:45 PM

Seven more days to go and counting, baybehhh!

I can't possibly wait any longer. I hope I could greet my mum at the airport. My butt is itching to go there. I miss her so much now. I really need to talk to her about all the stuff I'm going through. She's the most understanding one.
Okay, I swear to god, if I smell anymore of Chee Chiong Fan sauce, I'm gonna barf. Brr Grr. Anyways, back to my mum.
Hey, I wanna get mopy here, okay. Bare with me. I'm lasting a month without her here. What'll happen when she's gone, Huda?
Conscience, you need to shut the fuck up.
Bahh hamburger, I now don't have the mood to blog about mum anymore. Bloody fucking hell...

Anyways, Ms Shahizah's gonna give out the Perth travel forms tomorrow. Secure a place for me! I loveeeeeeee Australians, have I told you that lately? I really do. =))
Can't wait for the trip! Can't wait to fucking stick Ben Peh in a trash can.

Anyways, Kak Ica and Kak Norls came back from Jakarta yesterday. And from what I've read, they had a fantastic time. Wished I was there. And, dude, they get married at NINE a.m in the MORNING? I don't get up till twelve ten. Apparently, Indonesians are early wakers. Either that or they don't sleep. And with all that prep work, I don't think they do. Bahh, I wanted to be there. I mean, come on, I'm not into weddings, unlike others, but hey, I'm all photobitch when it comes to sceneries. And we all know that Indonesia provides the most sceneric sceneries around. Most of the countries with Volcanoes provide that. Unfortunately, Singapore doesn't offer live volcanoes. Or is that fortunately?
Well, today marks the first day of lessons. Mr Poh is our science teacher, and he is, by far, the nicest. Well, I said by far. We haven't gone that far yet.
Mr Kumar's gonna be our Gym teacher. He's not as strict as Mr Aslan(Oh thank you god) but they're on the same level. This guy makes us run around the feild a couple of times. But hey, let's see what tomorrow brings us.
I'm gonna be having an early night tonight. I don't feel a thing. My emotions are mixed and I feel like... a corndog. Why do I keep saying that? Well, here's a goodbye from me.
deathbatsareSTILLthewaytosaveme
xxx


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