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Thursday, May 24, 2007


dan juz came back.
with his report book.
he failed everything.
know whats worse?.. he does not have remourse.
know whats the bigger joke?.. he insist that band 4 is not a fail
know wats even more amusing?.. he gets pissed off with me when i explained to him.

to think that he is damn freaking lucky. if i were to come back at p5 with such results, i think i'll be murdered before i can give any explaination. or rather i wldnt even dare to come home.

its weird how things change. i mean its good that trex's more lenient in academically wise. however, i feel daniel doesnt even deserve it. coz he's the kind that takes things for granted. i dunno wat to do with him.

wat the biggie? i aint his mother. fark it damn it.

1:25:00 PM, Glamourous metaphor


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