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Tuesday, August 19, 2008 5:49 PM

Boredom Strikes

Time check : 8:52 am
& I have nothing to do and entertain myself with.
I don't even know why I woke up this early when school starts at 11am.

I got pimple on my nose, AGAIN! cb. Painful like ohmyf*ckinggawd. Plus that William always disturb me in class, about my pimple. HAHA, baskerd.(Lan's way of saying bastard)

So, the whole of today, will be having Mr Moner's lesson. Yessah! His first lesson starts at 11am, as told. *look up* But I won't be entering class at 11am. I don't know what time I will reach school. Because I'm going somewhere with Rizal to do something important. And will only meet up at 11am. To be exact, we're going to the BANK. (to get his form approved)

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