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Thursday, July 10, 2008 5:37 AM

| Tuesday |

School was okayy. Gave Floorball training a skip since CAD practical lesson is more important. Headed to the hall and watched the guy's friendly match against TBT-ian. I have to be the referee. Zul got a cut above his eyelid. He needed stitches. Pity him. Okay, random. Went to eat at LJ with Floorball people and hang around till 10.30. Reached home around 11 plus. Online and slept around 3am. I swear I was hungry that morning. " TODAY ehk TODAY. NOT tomorrow." (she know) hehh. :D

| Wednesday |

School starts at 12.30pm. I have to be in school before 11 because I'm working with Mr Samri. Have to be a Floorball Coach. I was late. Blame it on the traffic. Did Coaching with Noraswan. It was boring. But the Secondary school people were behaving themselves and was listening to instructions. *blublahblublah* 12.30pm went to Mr Moner's class. It was okay. Released early. Next class cancelled so yeah, went to the hall and did coaching again. Same school but with different batch of people. There were four coaches. Which includes, Noraswan, SanSan, Taleb and me. Coaching with this people were great. Hilarious. *blublahbublah* Went home with Noraswan and Khai. & I forgot what I did after that. hehh. :D

| Thursday |

School starts at 12pm. Was 20 minutes late. And when I reached, only Kimberly was in class. How pathetic was that? So yeah, waited for so long for the rest. Gaah! Lesson, we learn about this thing. I forgot the name of that thing. I swear I understood what he was talking. HAHA. Like for the first time I understood what he was teaching. For those who don't know who am I talking about, its my ex-math teacher. The one, "masok class baju tucked in. kluar class, baju tucked out." HAHAHA. He kept scratching himself in class, just now. Anyway, I realized that he has been very stern nowadays. Great or whaat ?!?! I love those teachers who are stern. But at the right time, of course. Like when they are teaching, be stern. Don't joke too much. hehh. So, class ends at 2pm when it is supposed to be at 3pm. Went home straight. Didn't talk to classmates today. Got this "I want to be alone" feeling. I mean, I'm in the "I seriously want to study" mood. Understand? HAHA. I'm proud of myself today because I gave my 100% attentiveness in class and understood what has been thought. Cool or whaat? HAHA. Beginning of a new term. Gee.. stressful. Projects etc etc is on their way. School is a b*tch. I promised myself to keep that 100% attendance. hehh. Okay, Go! All the best Natasha. HAHA. By the way, I saw a man with a rotten legs. Its like rotten fruits with the juice oozing out. Bloody legs. And he just stood there with his eyes closed. Whats up with him? Disgusted.

| Tomorrow's plan |

School in the morning. & Work Work & Work in the afternoon. (Sentosaaa)

p.s. I'm getting irritated by you. Yes, YOU. Stop talking too much. Because nothing you said is making sense to me. Just hushh and don't talk to me for now. Forever will be the best damn thing. Thank You. Note : I'm not being evil here. I just can't stand you anymore. This is from the bottom of my heart. HAHAHA.


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