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Missy old times.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010


I didn't do well in my studies this time. I merely failed all subjects. Gosh, i have to work harder. I slacked in studies alot. I used to be a smart & independant girl but now a failure. In class, recess, everything was fine. Mood was okay. Lucky didn't had any moodswings. Recieved a message from starhub. Hooray! Mum did top up for me but only $20 but still, happy. Messaged mum & thank her. She called me & she cried on the phone due to my brother's attitude that has pissed her off. I comforted her with my words & she's fine now. She's at granny house. Will be back soon. Well, i did finish my homeworks in class just now. I have to buck-up. I won't show mum my progress card. She would be utterly dissapointed plus i would get a lecture from her. Never will i. Oh, izzati buck-up! Hey, i miss the old times best friend.