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Friday, September 19, 2008.

ah right, ok.
english is over!
whoopwhoop.
both papers felt quite alright.
the essay was alot better than i expected.
i could actually write something!
but it's so embarrassingly emotional.
i really wrote down what i felt/feel.
it's quite creepy that the marker would be some teacher
i hardly know.
and like just all my feelings are there.
i've never really told anyone some of the things i wrote.
so, weird.
and embarrassing!
eeps, but i just kept writing whatever i thought.
there was like a cool flow.
haha, oh well.
then well the other english papers were normal too.
but i'm under God's amazing grace.
and he loves me and i'm claiming my brilliant crazy good marks.
in His name.
yay.
it feels great that i have something
so strong to put my trust on.
it's like more certain then doing anything else.
alot better too.
it's gooood.
took train with pamela
and we decided to go to starbucks!
pamela made us get out at raffles place!
YES PAMELA, I STILL BLAME YOU!
haha, she said it looked weird,
but i couldn't really remember what it was supposed to look like
i think most stations look the same
except for like underground and overground? ones.
and the purple queenstown.
yeap, so we only realised after we tapped out!
dammit.
so went back in
and once again
PAMELAAA GUIDED ME TO THE WRONG ESCALATOR!
hmmm.
nevermind, I FORGIVEE YOU!
hahaha, ok fineee kidding.
so we went to starbucks!
hehehe.
i tried mango passion fruit frap.
pamela got caramel frap
and she paid with coins!
haha, hilarious.
and welll, after drinking the mango passion fruit,
i think i'm better off sticking with my coffee or cream based fraps.
or trying out the caramel macchiato!
i really wanna try that.
then went home to my computer.
and omg!
i had like crazy heavy flow today!
i kept feeling it coming out during the exam.
haha, seriously.
everytime i moved in my seat,
in the great words of paveta, it went whooooshhh!
then yeah when i checked it at home
my pad was like filleddd.
the whole thing!
ok, the whole front part-ish.
and yeah made the pad really heavy
haha, oh dear, why am i talking about this?
so cringey for someone else to read.
hope you had fun!

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