I shall blog something random.
Wait, today school ends at 11.15am. That Clifton Lam hor, everytime like that! Forever man. I start to ignore you.
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Mr Mazri, Lexin, Angie, Kelly, Fiona's present all on hold. Shiat*
I wanna do scrapping.
I want to buy bagpack.
I want to have camp.
I want take photos.....

That stupid brother of mine.
Bro:Return me my black pen(I lend it from him, cos my course need it).
Me:Later la.
(Few seconds later)
Bro:No need liaos, I give you as a birthday present.
Me:What-th-hack.
(Guess what?! That's already 1/4 ink left for me, stupid)
And my birthday is like over for sooo long already.

I start to reminisce.
I miss my primary school friends.
I miss my primary school teachers,
Mdm Fan, Mrs Karol Ang, Ms Jasmine Yap.
I miss that prawn noodles.
I miss going back to th past.
I miss outings.
I miss gossips and slacking.
I miss colleagues(Know who you).
I miss english lesson.
I miss that table of mine.
I miss that chair.
I miss all my friends.
I miss shopping.
I miss wearing that red uniform.
I miss camping.
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24 May, 5Jun, 23Jun. Money money money~
I remember...sec1 that quarrel. Sec2, I got transfer. Sec3/4.

Chatted with Angie sis just now, know something again. Yes, something exciting but history repeated itself again and again. Wait, when will you stop it? What kind of languages you wanna us to tell you. Im pissed off.