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PISSED
Saturday, March 24, 2007

     
today is the worst day so far in 2007. got woken up by an sms from "not a slut" to play pool wif her, her fren, and her fren's acsi bf at 2. got ready to go, so i tot i mug first, den go. when i opened my bag i realised i left my file and pencilbox in sch. so i was thinking, maybe i get ready, go sch take the file go bishan library mug den go pool. all was going well
den when i got to sch, comp lab 3 was locked. i left my things there, so i went to comp lab 4. it wasnt locked, but the teacher's room was locked so i cant get to lab 3. i saw some wallets, and waterbottles hanging arnd, and i was optimistic, thinking that my file and pencilbox was still lying there on the other side. so i called my boarder fren, varun, who told me that the guards have the key to it.
i went to the guardhouse. after interrogating me like im a slut(cuz im nt wearing uniform), they finally got convinced to go open the lab 3 for me. when i went in, OMFG, its not there, at this point of time i semi freaked out. so i called jiaxuan for chor's number. den i called that number, her son told me to call another number. and i finally reached her. she said she left it outside the lab that day. den i said wth its my file and i need to study for my tests, den she say its too bad, i left it there means i dun want it anymore, so she juz leave it there. den i told her outside dun have, she said oh means someone must have taken it. OMG lah she talk like damn qing song. i was damn damn pissed and worried.. without the file i cant fucking mug for anything!
so i called Mrs Martina Ong, and she said neh mind, for now try to get someone who is reliable, and borrow his notes, theres nth she can do, cuz sat the office is closed. its 11:15 now, and i dunno if i shud go play pool. if i stay at home, i cant do shit cuz i cant mug, but i oso abit no mood to play. dilemma.
monday is physics cct. gone, cuz i no notes.
tues is chem cct, goene, cuz even if i get my file back, ive got competition at NUS till 10pm on mon
wed is maths TA, gone, cuz i got my eye checkup at tan tock seng on tues
thurs i got eye checkup again at tan tock seng,
fri i got physics prac.


FUCK LAH DAMN SCREWED!!! I WANT MY FILE.

im gonna release it all out in the gym later, even if i grow 10cm shorter after that.


Thank you HaoQin for trying his best to send me whatever i did not have.

11:05 AM
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