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Monday, February 27, 2006

Is it too much to ask for?

My shooting is way off. Way way off. & Wed's the match.

I officially lost my Zuo Ye. It sorta.. mysteriously disappeared. It's not at home, nor in locker. But my textbook is in the locker, which makes it even more outlandish. 'Cause they're inseparable. Plus, Mrs.Lim wants 1-7 done by tmr.

Also, my Nike socks are gone. That FatBlubbler (Mdm.Chan) confiscated 'em, when it wasn't that low. I'll show her tmr. High socks it is. & to think my Dad got me that pair. ^%%#$&(&%^#$$&

& we got back papers today.

Yes. Life like to hurdle much shit at me head on. I'm currently trying my best to dodge those balls of shit. urgggggggggggggggg. Plus, I still can't breathe normally. There's still the persistant Wheezing. I've tried hot water, Vicks & Cold/Flu remedy. Any other suggestions?

Long, sorry I can't reply msgs. Wasn't able to make it today, wanted to tell you. Had training, sorry.

Casey, my loyal reader. I love talking to you (: Shhhhhhhhhhh.

My Brother is a whiner. A spoilt brat. Can he just shut up? & grow up? He's such a baby. Ya'll can call me a horrible sister, but if you don't have a younger brother especially one like mine, then you have no right to comment. Ya'll don't know the pain he's brought on my ears. He is not cute, period. Never ever come to my house & call him cute, it's one big insult on my part. BilBil knows what I'm trying to imply. So does my sissy.
Urgggg, he's still whining. Why are my parents not doing anything about him? It's time they dislayed some authority. 'Cause it's getting out of hand.

Polariods of what I expect
Shrivel up & die at the very next

Ignore me. I don't do nice.

7:20 PM