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Sunday, September 04, 2005

aft tuitioning Maggy ystdae, i went down to city hall to meet Ivan. i'd had a pathetic curry puff for b'fast, i was hungry, n i was craving for good ol' Laksa. (must be exam stress. within the past week i've degenerated into a lazy, fat, greedy pig. shoot me.)

and so da brudder&sista pair made their wae thru' the rain (literally) from city hall to katong. the authentic Katong Laksa #51. he ordered his bowl w/o clams, n i ordered mine with clams. when the laksa came, we ended up takin e wrong bowls and he had to pass me the clams one by one. wads wrong with clams man?? u're missing out!

o. did i mention i had a plate of rojak all by myself b4 the laksa came?? i was too hungry. hur hur. i dun tink ill b wearin my jeans anytime soon. circuit trainin nx week i sweeaaarr!!!

met joyce at the airport to mug in the evening. by the time we settled down, it was alr 7.30pm. u c lah. u c lah. nx time mugging period cannot call ivan. he is a source of distraction. keeps crackin lame jokes and makin me laugh til my sides ache. its not funny!! i onli covered the 1st lecture of IISO so far ok!!!!

Mummy picked me up fr e airport aft she finished dinner with my grandma. was hinting to her bout havin to take supplementary papers. she just told me to do my best. but i noe she'll kill me larhh. and my MacDonald's birthday party depends on my results. WTH. -sobs-

its time to throw myself into IISO. no time alr. i'm reali freaked out. approx. 20 hrs to the paper. there's time to study enuf to just get a D grade, provided i dun slp.


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