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Basketball; my life.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

; 11:01 am

hello!sorrie wors..soo long neva post.lazy lahs.LOlx..
beatty still okay lah.but the sickening thing is that nid to wear tie EVERYDAY.
siianx.

my teacher all quite boring de..haiix.
but the art teacher veri funny.
he call the eraser we normally use as rat.
then when rubb then got the eraser dust come out rite?
you guess wat he call that.
the rat's shit..
Lol.x.stoopid sias..

hmms..not many things happen in school lah.
kinda boring though..

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