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Quotes: dont be afraid of me. I wont bite. chances are you taste like shit anyways. unless youre a hot piece of ass. but thats hard to find these days. get to know me. get my number. call me everyday. go out with me. fall in love with me. although you probably already had.

L.O.V.E is a word I'll never learn to pronounce
Monday, July 13, 7/13/2009
Hey mods!


So today at school practically HALF the class wasnt there due to F1 race practice. It was amazingly quiet. Oh and I came an hour too early. Class starts at 11AM and I came at 10AM. I know. I forgot that class starts at 11 on Monday. Pain in the ass. I wasted 15 minutes doing nothing in the toilet and gave up waiting and went to the locker. Time check, 30minutes to class. So I chilled at a table and do what I do best at times like this. I started drawing. So engrossed with the music and my art piece, I lost track of time. And you can guess what happened from there.

WRONG. I wasnt late for class, infact I was early. Enetered the class and took advantage of the internet accessibility and logged into facebook.

Time past and I find myself in the last class for the day, LifeSkills. Apparently my teacher quit teaching us. I feel like LifeSkills is like Defence Againts The Dark Arts for Harry Potter because like everytime, we change teachers you know. Like Harry got Quirell for his first year and then Lockheart for the 2nd. Then he got Moody and now I dont know who the hell he got. I however, change teachers in weeks. First it was Mr Tan, who quit after the first lesson. Then it was the Hijab woman, Mrs Ross, who quit after 3 months. Now it's Mr Ng.

This Mr Ng guy screams PEADOPHILE just with his eyes. At first it was freaky but turned out he' s an awesome/ creative fella who let us off an hour earlier. Of course he' s awesome, he let us off an hour earlier!

After school, we (I/AZLIN/SUZZIE) decided to head to the library to unwind. Azlin' s boyfriend tagged along. He look sebiji macam Alex/ Nirmal. Seriously. Whatever we did in the library, was a waste of time. We browsed throught Tagged and laughed at people. That' s about it. HAH.

Yeah so that' s the school related part.


I L.O.V.E The Script. Seriously. I just love how the music connects to me. The piano just moves me man. I mean, it's like orgasmic music you know.

So far Im loving The end where I begin and Breakeven. I would flip to go to their concert. Really. I' d rather go to The Script than Simple Plan+ Good Charlotte+ Alesana all together. How crazy is that?

FANGIRL ALERT!

Thanks for reading!

P. S A note of advice, dont screw your eyebrows.