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silence.

sorry for peeps who came here to read the last few days. i didnt blog. as school was plain. lessons. recess. lessons. dismissed.

This morning, i had to go to school on my own. i was tired, sleepy and muddle-headed when i woke up. i even sat on the toilet sit to brush my teeth. i was that tired and lazy. i washed up then went to wear my shirt. button up and buckle up. off i set off to school. i took the bus. enjoy my md. i reached home in no time. i went up to the hall as its gonna rain.

Bryant said "eh, i took ur shirt ytd."
"huh? how can? then who's shirt am i wearing?" i said.
Looking down on my name tag immediately. it reads. "Mervin Poh."
"darn!" we laughed.

I wonder in why. it must be mervin who came t my house ytd and misplaced and mistook my shirt instead. nobody discover that i was wearin his shirt. hhas. lessons today was pretty slack. we watched some chinese clip. did our maths correction. a english summary test. and two free periods. we talked t the teacher. ahhas. i drew a map for her. cos she didnt know how to drive home. she isnt that confident in driving alone. so she doesnt drive often. hence, aint that sure bout the roads. we get to know a lil bit more about her. what we re gonna do next time. blah blah. its was fun. lotsa laughters and crap. hahas.

Stay Tuned for the next entry. Poof!

stamp'd 16:40

Thursday, July 15, 2004