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Friday, June 22, 2007
The term 3 timetable's so screwed please! OMG, 4 periods of Chinese on Fridays! Crazy.. Then again, luckily none of the days end at 1640. That's seriously madness.

There's PE after break on Mondays and OMG, heng ahhhh. MONDAYS DON'T END AT 1640 ANYMORE!!! :) But I don't like Fridays cos of Chinese.

This is the ultimate- Last period of the day on Tuesdays is PE. Imagine stepping out of school being all sweaty and smelly, and everyone'll start walking pass you really fast. Or when you step into the bus, you've gotten everyone's attention because of your BO. HAHAHA
So that's why you should always have your deodorant with you.

My mind's unweaving/ 11:55 AM

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