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Friday, November 10, 2006
And so, today was the last day of lessons this year! Woohoo! No more waking up at 7am then dozing off till 7.15am just so I can catch the 7.40am bus!
Anws, only 7 of us went for Chem lesson.This is such a freakingly pathetic number and it's like 1/4 of the class? Ok, my class is the smallest class in the whole school, so, perhaps this figure's like probably 1/6 or 1/7 of the class.

Anna and I were dozing off really madly. And I think I fell asleep right infront of Mrs Chew. That's quite bad BUT, BUT BUT, surprisingly, I managed to absorb what she was teaching. Yea, Anna and I didn't go for Math and so did the supposedly-did-not-go-for-Math-lesson-too-Carol. We took 136 to Heartland Mall for chicken rice and before that, I didn't know that I wasn't going for Math, so I told my mum that I would be home at 2+(Note; it was abt 12 when we were having chicken rice). By the time we ate finish, it was only like 12.30?!
I didn't want to go home early so hear my mum's constant nagging. (It's getting really bad nowadays and I guess it's always the middle child who receives this kinda treatment no matter what you do)
So I decided to board the same bus with Anna for her training and to look for Carol who was supposedly at HGM.
Yea, I wanted to take the train but I figured that taking a bus could probably help me to waste more time. Turned out, Carol wasn't even in HGM! Like how was I supposed to find someone so last minute to accompany me for such a short time?
And so, instead of contributing to the noise in the mall, I went to the library to read an Adrian Mole book. I fell asleep halfway. I mean, the book is nice but I was getting bored with it.
There were letters to Tony Blair, David Beckham and a woman called Jordon(which I suppose is a transvestite)?!
After waiting for like 20 years, it was finally time to go home.
You must be thinking- What A Loser. HAHA!
Can't wait for next week. This is getting too mind-numbing and lackluster.

My mind's unweaving/ 4:22 PM

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