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Azi<3 Aisley* Dalillah Farhana Hasyim Irya Jamilah Liyana-FLGG Muiling Rohaishah Shila Xinyi Zakiah Old days
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Tuesday, July 25, 2006
I could barely open my eyes and I felt as though I was a zombie walking on the hard concrete without rhyme or reason. I know I've said this before..but school's a real drag. And there's no guarantee that I would be able to make it through and survive the bloodcurdling battle. Time is running out. Only a few months left. Things will just remain the way they are unless I do something about it. Anyway, for CDP lesson, all of us were given a red t-shirt to design something for this year's national day. I was all freshed out of ideas of what to design. After asking Mr Chongium some questions on physics..Kaisah, Ariffin, Aisah and I walked together. Aisah and I parted from the both of them infront of block 23. While Aisah was waiting for me at the bus stop, I met up with my sweetheart by the traffic light for a while to get my mp3 back. I truly appreciate that he walked all the way from his house just to pass me back my mp3. Moreover, I was glad to see him even for a while and out of the sudden, the fatigue of a long day was somehow alleviated. *smiles* I need my mp3 for tomorrow's art lesson. I'm able to focus more while listening to music as I paint my canvas board. Plus, I could pretend not to hear if anyone intends to start a conversation with me..hah. I find that very peeving. I don't wish to be intruded while I'm painting.
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