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Saturday, July 3, 2010 @ 9:50 PM

as usual i had choir.. so i reached school at 10.03 saw the rest of them.. thenchoir started ... we practise all the way to 2.30.. well he had 15 minutes break..

at 2.30 i went to my class.
well half of them did not attend skool..

well pn mutha killed me alive .. she complained to my mom tat my gang cannot be separated.. and we talk alot.. and we're xtreamelly playful ...we talk like half of the time.. and she said tat she knows tat we all hate her .. and i was like (tau tak pa ) ..

camo on .. give us a break.. the best part was.. all didnt kena as much as me , georgina , cheong zer , me , see yuan and bill .. so practically , she busted us to the MAX!!! .. and i went bak home.. and got from my mom like a tonnes of scolding and advise.. = =