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Thursday, September 06, 2007

school was fun today albeit the fact that i cant really concentrate cus i was way too sleepy! and theres something i cant understand. BILL DISLIKES GIRLS SCHOOL GIRLS. therefore, that makes me wonder why hes my friend. his discrimination could have drive me deranged if he didnt stop after 20 minutes of generalizing, i must say. what he meant by that phrase was girls school girls are bimbotic and bitchy. i need a say about this! first, not ALL girls school girls are bimbotic. and plus, top convent school girls are pretty intelligent. but then again, im not refering to ALL. there are differentiations in everyone, yes? bitchy wise. mhmm. GIRLS ARE BITCHY. there are six sides to a cube! WELL, bitchy guys arent getting any less nowadays anyway/grins.
and f.y.i, BILL ATE UP THE PRAWN DONT KNOW WHAT THING that eddie bought for both of us. he ate ALL up, ALL. whatapigggg. and complained after eating. tsk.
stayed back in school with kimie, eddie and another guy. er, john? johnny? whatever it is. we were doing our work OBEDIENTLY till 11pm where the security decides to lock the door to indicate in such a way hes chasing us out! mom and dad picked me up. went for dinner then home. &damn, there are some problems with my autocad. i mean, i cant open it with my computer. i cant comprehend why still when i had it done in my computer! grr. this is pissing me off badly, really.

ON A LIGHTER NOTE,
two more days to SELF-proclaimed freedom. self, indeed. excluding the written test of the different materials on friday.

this pile of homework i have left is becoming a motivation;

1. ceiling of bedroom, toilet and kitchen to be rendered. layout plan for kitchen. elevations for three components
2. autocad's very last bit
3. exhibition graphic input
4. 3 technical drawings
5. choosing materials for the interior
6. revision of materials for upcoming test.

THATS ALL! :D that isnt a lot compared to the overwhelming stress which im glad to say its over today (: and my mom's complaining that im too talkative and she derive at the fact i have too minimal amount of sleep.

anyway,so guess what i need now...

RETAIL THERAPY! (with a empty wallet, HA)
window retail therapy. heh.

2:39 PM


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