I CAN'T GET INTO FACEBOOK!
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It's been two days since I last logged in to Facebook. Stupid net.
I'm forced to read my wall posts by the notification mail they sent.
To Jon: The thing you and your friend did was really cool! I too don't agree to the whole hour thing. I'll write more when I can actually login again.
Well, the homeroom teacher announced our positions in class two days ago. Sapphira got first; Cynthia's third; I'm eighth. *sigh*
Tomorrow is Open Day but I'm not going, neither is mom.
I don't think that dad will be happy with what I got, nor will he show it if he was; he never seemed to get excited even when I got second in class when I was in Form 1 & 2 or when I got first two years ago.
The worst I got was last year, 16th.
Nothing much has happened, other than the sudden reappearance of the exchange student in school. He was missing for two months. Not really missing as in kidnapped missing; just nobody knew where he went. Whatever, I don't really like him.
We had a really bad start last year. I was sitting in the bus, getting ready to go to the National Science Centre for a seminar on Pharmacy, with a really bad headache (due to someone's noisy sleeping). He just came up, took the seat next to me and started asking questions about stuff. Of course, I was polite enough to answer his questions with short answers and then thunk-ed my head on the window and closed my eyes.
That was the first and last conversation we ever had and I'm fine with not talking to him at all.
Yes, I'm that unfriendly.
I've got 20 more minutes till Mythbusters. I'll go finish reading Shinshi Doumei Cross.
-______________________-
It's been two days since I last logged in to Facebook. Stupid net.
I'm forced to read my wall posts by the notification mail they sent.
To Jon: The thing you and your friend did was really cool! I too don't agree to the whole hour thing. I'll write more when I can actually login again.
Well, the homeroom teacher announced our positions in class two days ago. Sapphira got first; Cynthia's third; I'm eighth. *sigh*
Tomorrow is Open Day but I'm not going, neither is mom.
I don't think that dad will be happy with what I got, nor will he show it if he was; he never seemed to get excited even when I got second in class when I was in Form 1 & 2 or when I got first two years ago.
The worst I got was last year, 16th.
Nothing much has happened, other than the sudden reappearance of the exchange student in school. He was missing for two months. Not really missing as in kidnapped missing; just nobody knew where he went. Whatever, I don't really like him.
We had a really bad start last year. I was sitting in the bus, getting ready to go to the National Science Centre for a seminar on Pharmacy, with a really bad headache (due to someone's noisy sleeping). He just came up, took the seat next to me and started asking questions about stuff. Of course, I was polite enough to answer his questions with short answers and then thunk-ed my head on the window and closed my eyes.
That was the first and last conversation we ever had and I'm fine with not talking to him at all.
Yes, I'm that unfriendly.
I've got 20 more minutes till Mythbusters. I'll go finish reading Shinshi Doumei Cross.
