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Tuesday, 18 March 2008

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you

So cool right! Or at least I'm telling myself that in an effort to forget my extremely screwed up CTs. S E E, what the hell lah >_> I don't know whether to be grateful or not that I have not gotten my Lit and GP papers back yet, they are subjects I'm supposed to be good at.

and then I laugh, always laughing

Sometimes I get quite amused by how people have higher expectations of me than I have of myself. I seriously wonder what Mrs Koh told Mrs Choo to make her think I am the ace chem student she thinks I am (she came up to scold me about my chem result! T_T). And people always assume I get straight As one. :( The last time that happened was in IP2, thank you very much. Luckily for myself I don't get stressed by anyone except myself. HAHA. (which is often not a very good thing)

OK lah, but I still [not so] secretly [after all] expect myself to get 4As for A-levels >_<

My favourite joke when people see me after a long time is how they always assume I have a wild and roaring love and social life. Like, "hey, so how's things with your boyfriend?" "Excuse me, what boyfriend?" -_- HAHAHA.

Arts Day, full day, holiday. Hurray, Yay. (That was the best rhyme I've made in years! :D)

I do think I have a good sense of humour.

P.S. Am blogging so often I suspect this is the peak of my current blogging career. Hur hur.


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