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Friday, April 11, 2008 !@#$% 3:08 PM

This is the first time, in ages, that I'm (literally) letting my hair down.
It feels good, hot, but good.

Under pressure, is what I currently feel.
I'm gonna be perfect for tonight, or so I hope.Attending D&D Gala at... Shangrila or something.
Hopefully, they have hot waiters, lol.
Yes, NO PARENT TEACHER MEET!
I am so happy. Really.
I begged my mum to go to the dinner instead of the PTM.
But thankgoodness, read my reviews just now from all the teachers.
Mostly okays in the boxes, cept for Ms Tan.
She has a lot to talk about for everyone.
Thanks to Mr Rezal, the one who let us peek into the realm of teacher-hood.
I swear, he rocks.(most of the time)

I need/WANT his guitar hero, he's an awesome guitar hero-er.
Saw him play A.F.I's Ms Murdertwo days ago during break.
I have to admit, he's a dumbass at the last minute.
But still he completed that song after (MANY) tries.

I want either Rock Band OR Guitar Hero OR a real acoustic guitar for my next birthday.
Or anywhere in between.
Lei officially rocks my socks! Seriously.
Thanks Brian for accompanying me to buy eyeliner! =)

Sigining off.


Every Time We Touch We Get Closer To Heaven


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