wahx i screw up my acc paper!!!sians...spend so much time to balance my table den no time to do the last 2 qns grr!!!!9 marks gone lahx!!!sians lahx....i think its like a confirm fail lahx...grrr screw up 2 papers wad the hell?summur its both business...sads...gt back essit and bcom paper...i passed!!!tot i fail lolx...bt den at least pass happy liaos...no complains...bt den next week 4 days in a row gt icas arr!!!!dying lahx....haix...
wad the eff!!!i tell you...as days pass by i am hating you mur n mur!!!you stupid gay!!!wads the prob wif you ar?!everytime mur like everyday you muz say sumone den happy?!damn sadist can?!like to say pple so much for wad?cant you mind your own business?wad pple do or say its their prob...muz you add things into it?you nt happy dun mix wif us lahx...if you wanna b wif the class den shut your crap up...idiot...do you noe you are very irritating?!you think you say those stuff are very amusing izzit?!let me tel you!ITS NOT OK!!!!stupid gay!!!tolerate you damn long liaos...dun let me kill you one day!!!IDIOT!!!we noisy you dun like den you yourself get out lahx...and let me tel you one thing!YOU GOT NO RITES TO SAY US AS YOU ARE NO BETTER!!!!freak!arr!!!seeing you makes my blood boil...you really spoil pple's mood lahx....bloody hell ><

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sarah♥

wad the eff?dun you noe hw to keep things to uself izzit?!everything oso muz tel the old pple!eff you lahx...shudnt hv tel you anything can...i regreted...totally regreted telling you lahx bloody hell!!!dun you noe tt some things are meant to b kept in low profile?!you go tel den wan get me into trouble den you happy izzit?!muz you tell everything to dose old pple?!muz you?!getting bainwashed wifout realizing stil wanna b brainwashed!suit yourself!!!

sarah♥

CAPRICON GIRL
So she got up and walked about-
rather stiffly just at first,
as she was afraid that the crown might come off:
but she comforted herself with the thought
that there was nobody to see her,
"and if I really am a Queen," she said,
as she sat down again,
"I shall be able to manage it quite well in time."
There's no such think as a typical Capricorn female. She can be a museum curator who wears granny glasses for real, or she can be a dancer who wears a glittering G-string for fun. You'll see her crisply running a suburban P.T.A., frying hamburgers in a coffee shop, or organizing the biggest Charity Ball in the city. A Capricorn woman may decorate the society columns, smile demurely behind a political candidate husband or pour mysterious liquids in­to test tubes. But whatever she's doing and whatever she's wearing, Saturn will rule her actions and her secret aims.
She can be ultra-feminine, flirtatious and charming enough to make a man feel like a giant grizzly bear who can protect her from the cold, cruel world. Or she can be icy, quiet and aloof, sitting securely on her marble pedestal and challenging you to be clever enough to win her superior hand. Whichever personality she projects, underneath her womanly wiles or her practical, sensible manner, she has the same goal-a steely determination to snag the right man, who can become important, make her proud and be a good father to her children.
So many Capricorn women are career girls, you might think love and marriage would always be a second choice. With love, you have a point. With marriage, no. The thing to understand is that the Capricorn goals are security, authority, respect and position. It makes little difference if these needs are supplied in front of a blackboard as a school teacher, behind a desk as an executive, or beside an ambitions husband whose social life and home she can manage with easy grace and careful planning. One way or another, the Capricorn woman will get her recog­nition. Some of them get it by writing books, lecturing, painting or composing music. It's surprising how many Capricorns of both sexes have unusual artistic talent. Per­haps it stems from an innate sense of balance and harmony, knowing what is pleasing and what is right or correct.
This is a little delicate, but even the Saturn females you find in burlesque theaters or engaging in the world's oldest profession (there will be only a handful) will end up by marrying the top comic or the theater owner in the first instance-or the wealthiest client in the second. The goat must climb. Whether the starting position is high or low, the top of the hill is where she finds the view more satis­fying. There's nothing flashy about the Capricorn female. You'll certainly never see her loudly or obviously pushing and shoving for first place; you may even think she's docile enough to contentedly take a back seat to her competition.
Wait. See who gets the promotion.
Don't be misled into thinking she'll never sacrifice her career for marriage. Just give this girl half a chance to be a social leader and the mistress of a well-run household, and you'll see how quickly she loses interest in her job (one of the few things she'll do quickly). If you need her to, the Capricorn woman will gladly continue working to help you climb up the mountain of success-she won't be lazy. Otherwise, however, she's happier enjoying her position as your wife, provided the position is a good one, and there's enough financial security.
One of the most typical and delightful things about this woman is her natural breeding and grace of manner. You can meet a Capricorn girl who was raised in a one-room shack across the railroad -tracks, or whose father works the swing shift in a coal mine, but unless she decides to reveal her background (which she probably won't), you'll be convinced she comes from an old-line family, and was turned out by one of the best finishing schools. Such is the Capricorn built-in sense of social grace and conservative, conventional appearances.
Any man who's involved in a relationship with the female
goat should learn a basic fact about this Sun sign. She seems to be more even-tempered and emotionally steady than she actually is. Her manner may convince you that she's as firm as a rock and nothing can ruffle her calm surface. The truth is that she's subject to many moods. All women are subject to moods, you say, but the Capricorn girl can have some really black and long-lasting ones. If she feels mistreated or unappreciated, she'll brood for days, weeks, even months. She calls it being sensible or practical, but Saturnine gloominess, pessimism and depression are much more deeply rooted than that. They're triggered by fear of the future, worry about the present, shame over the past-or a suspicion that she's being made fun of or is inadequate in some way. These women do not accept teasing lightly. Keep it at a minimum. To be honest, they find it impossible to see the joke when they're the victims. You don't have to bury her in compliments constantly (she'll sense when they're insincere, anyway), but don't kid her about important matters, and praise her often enough to make her realize you know her true value.
It's hard for her to relax in romantic situations. There's plenty of physical desire under the cool Capricorn surface, far more than most people suspect, and it's never satisfied casually. Sitting around and wasting time with breathless hugs and ecstatic kisses while the future is still hanging unsettled is definitely not her favorite hobby-yet once she's decided you're the right man and the finances are secure or your ambition is sufficient, shell be as warm as a cuddly panda, affectionate, and even passionate. Capricorns don't believe in vague dreams that glide aimlessly through a misty, blue sky. They want to know where the ship of romance is taking them, and that it's sailing on safe waters. Build a firm foundation under your house if you plan to carry a Capricorn girl over the threshold. Make sure there's plenty of insurance and the mortgage is paid off or will be soon.
Shell probably be something of a social butterfly, ex­tremely aware of etiquette, and she'll lean toward quaint customs like engraved napkin rings and needlepoint chairs. Things must be correct and tradition must be observed at all costs. She may have an inconsistent habit of wanting to shop in the most expensive, exclusive stores, yet insisting on a bargain. She doesn't mind buying a dress that's on sale, as long as it bears the right label.
Capricorn women have a fresh beauty of their own. You'll rarely find one who's not unusually attractive. Yet they are timid and unsure about their appearance, and you may find them needing constant reassurance that they're pretty. Although Capricorn females hate dishonesty in all forms, they're not above lying about their ages. They usually get away with it, too, thanks to the odd Saturn aging twist. They look like little old ladies as children, then bloom suddenly into women who look like young girls when they're past the prime of life.
It would be a terrible mistake to snub her family. The man who marries a Capricorn girl marries her relatives. There's no point in thinking that yours is different. She's not. Somewhere along the line, you'll stop laughing at mother-in-law jokes (you may cry instead). Many times, the Saturn female is the sole support of her family, financially or morally or both. She may care for an ill parent with devotion to the point of relinquishing the idea of marriage completely. Often, she'll enjoy the sacrifice because of her honest love for her family, but even if she re­sents it, her strong sense of responsibility and duty will not permit her to escape.
You might as well resign yourself to flattering your mother-in-law, and hope she's a great gal who's worth it. Don't argue politics with her father, and if you must criticize her brothers and sisters, see that the criticism is constructive, and based on a sincere belief in their po­tentialities. Frequently, Capricoms find themselves bur­dened with distressed or invalid relatives, and the typical goats will never let love, however consuming it might be, cause them to neglect such obligations. You'd better start right out by planning to have a guest room or two for visiting relatives. But there's a reverse benefit. You'll have a wife who is kind and considerate toward your own fam­ily. The Capricorn girl will understand if you have to allo­cate a fixed sum to your parents each week, and she'll probably be a companion to your brothers and sisters. She's the kind of girl you take home to meet mother, and mother approves of her immediately. Since men are so contrary, such instant encouragement can cause them to back away. It's always more fun to fight objections for your lady fair. But you'll only be slicing off your nose to spite your heart, because your mother is right. The Capricorn girl, if she's a typical Saturn woman, will make an excellent wife. The home of a Capricorn woman often looks so effortlessly spotless and smooth-running you'd think there were little fairies and elves hiding in the comers, working away furiously after midnight to shine and polish and cook and clean. Wrong. The very last place you can expect to find such imaginary creatures is around a Capricorn. The Saturn practicality and faith in firm facts ordinarily pre­cludes any sympathy with the unseen. A Capricorn girl wouldn't believe in leprechauns if one sat right on the tip of her nose. In all fairness, however, although she may not be a way-out dreamer or a follower of occult mys­teries, once she has the solid facts she's able to see the romance and poetry in the most ordinary situations.
Hers is an earthy kind of beauty that can make even the gross and ugly seem lovely with sheer usefulness. She's not a stranger to the gypsy spell of the north wind, nor is she deaf to the silver song of spring showers and the call of a lonely skylark. Great music stirs her deeply, and she's an enchanted patron of almost any art form. Perhaps she has to see and touch magic to believe in it. A leprechaun would probably get much further with her if he came right out and said where that pot of gold is hidden, instead of hinting about it in fairy tales.
Most Capricorns save their rainbow thinking for history and heroic deeds of the past. Since she worships tradition, and reveres those who have overcome obstacles to gain success, it's easier for her to get sentimental over the Gettysburg address than to get enthusiastic over your latest wild scheme. Actually, she's a true romantic, with greater imagination than the scatterbrains with unreal fantasies. Every January girl has haunting poetry in her soul, but she doesn't have much sympathy for poets who starve in attics. Take care of the food and rent and then pursue the dream, whatever it may be, is the Capricorn motto. Also make sure that the dream is worth pursuing. She sees nothing glamorous or magical about failure.
You may have to share your Capricorn wife with causes. She'll be a tireless worker for the poor and the defenseless, but she may prefer to show her charity in group efforts, rather than to individuals. Saturnine sympathies are usually organized, seldom scattered. Female Capricoms are natural leaders of women's clubs.
She'll probably instill both thrift and a respect for quality in the youngsters. She'll teach them to "Eat it up, wear it out, make it do or do without." Still, they'll be served the best cuts of meat, and she'll buy them the finest make of shoes. To her, economy does not have to mean cheap. The children will be expected to be polite to relatives and elders, and they'll probably learn excellent manners. They won't be pampered or allowed to willfully disobey. If you give her a book on child psychology, she may use it to paddle an unruly offspring and get around to reading it later. Sticky kisses may not be welcome, but few mothers are more devoted than the female goat. Her children will get a courteous listening ear. She may be a little strict and unsympathetic to their growing pains, but she'll be a fascinated audience for their achievements. The child who runs home from school and shouts, "Guess what I learned today," won't be ignored by the Capricorn mother, who will never be too busy to give her youngsters her interest and attention. After they become teenagers, there may be a few barriers when the Saturn conservatism clashes with youth's liberalism. At this point, she may need some help in understanding her children's enthusiastic dreams. She may leam the hard way that she can't dictate their friend­ships and confine them to "acceptable" people. But she's intelligent enough to adjust and pull in her horns if it looks as though she'll lose more than she'll gain.
Since many Capricorn females have sensitive skin, they don't wear much make-up. Lots of them are allergic to it. But nature rewarded them with natural beauty that needs little gilding, and they'll keep it long after the roses have faded from the cheeks of other women. Some of them startle you with lovely complexions, firm features and bright eyes at the age of eighty and older.
Patiently help your Capricorn woman overcome her lack of personal confidence. She's not unimaginative just be­cause she doesn't court delusion. Try on a couple of her practical dreams for size, and you'll find they're surprisingly comfortable. Stubbornness may be one of her vices, but she's not a whiner or a nervous nag. She'll push you toward success, yet be tender and devoted. In spite of her modest, often gentle ways, she'll know just how to twist you around her little finger. There's a deep richness in her love that's more lasting than the brittle, scorching, demanding love of other women. Who says she doesn't believe in fairy tales? Only a wise Capricorn maiden could look deep into the eyes of an awkward frog and see that he's really a prince in disguise. Not only that-if you marry her, youll never run out of clean socks.

CAPPRICON
"You are old. Father William." the young man said,
"And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your headr-
Do you think, at your age, it is right?"
It's anything but a breeze to grasp the Capricorn char­acter. You'll learn to recognize this Sun sign, but you'll need some preliminary practice. Study the quiet spider in the comer. He hasn't a chance against the fast-flying insects. But they get caught in his cleverly spun web-and the spider wins. Remember Aesop's slow tortoise, humorously crawling in that race. He hasn't a chance against the quick, bright hare. But the flighty hare goes in all directions, for­getting the goal-the tortoise wins. Observe the goat, as he scales the mountainside. He hasn't a chance against the strategy of the smarter humans who pursue him. But the hunters fall behind as the sturdy goat climbs determinedly from crag to crag on his uniquely designed hooves-and the goat wins.
Now study a Capricorn. Where will you find him? Just about anywhere he can advance or improve himself. Any­where he can get ahead and further his secret ambitions. Try a social gathering. The Capricorn is not a carefree party type, but the goat we're studying is a social climber as well as a mountain climber. Pick a mixed group, prefer­ably in the upper income level. You can also try the middle income level, but the lower you go beneath that, the smaller your chances of finding a Capricorn. He probably won't be wearing a lamp shade on his head, tap dancing or calling attention to himself in any way; he'll be the admiring spec­tator in the background. You may not even notice him at first as he quietly and calmly watches all the flashy, pushy, charming, aggressive and brilliant personalities around him. Everyone in the group will seem to have su­perior equipment for the race-any race. Lots of them are bluffing, some of them are afraid, but they're all highly polished, and the Capricorn doesn't seem to have a chance against them. Yet, he will win.
A couple of years ago, I visited the bookstore of a New York astrologer. As I carelessly scattered my gems of wisdom, gave him unsolicited advice about what books he should stock, and argued astrological theory with him, I learned he was a Capricorn and he learned I was an Aries. Smugly, I guessed his correct ascendant, talked fast­er, moved faster and seemed to dominate the scene. Be­fore I left, he gave me a charming, gentle smile, and in a fascinating Hungarian accent, he said a funny thing. He said, "Capricorn will always triumph over Aries. The goat will win over the ram." It was spoken lightly, but he was quite serious. Outside the bookstore, I laughed to my­self. "Imagine such conceit," I thought. "No one can top a double Aries." Know what? When I can't find certain books I need that have been out of print since Noah built the ark, the Capricorn comes up with them. Gradual­ly, I've been forced to pay respectful tribute to his super­iority. Now here I am crediting his Sun sign with qualities I envy, but don't possess. You see? Capricorn won.
Another confession. As an Aries, I hate to take direction. No Aries writer can stand to have anyone edit his work. Recently, it was suggested that a Capricorn woman go over some material I had written. I was infuriated. Outwardly I agreed, but secretly I decided that she wasn't going to change a single word of the product of my genius. I would only pretend to go along. She made her suggestions quietly, almost timidly, and against my will I saw only too clearly how intelligent they were. Why hadn't I thought of cutting that phrase and changing that word myself? After I had grudgingly followed her instructions to the letter, the improvement in the material was painfully ob­vious. Capricorn won again.
I've finally made up my aggressive Aries mind that it's no use to fight them. You might as well do the same thing. Pity the high pressure salesman who sizes up his Capricorn pigeon and thinks, "This guy is a pushover. I can sell him the Brooklyn Bridge." He has a lot to leam.
Since the goat merges into the group so gently, un­consciously camouflaging himself into the background, it's not always easy to recognize the physical characteristics of this Sun sign. Capricoms can be stocky and muscular, thin and wiry or plump and soft. But no matter how the body is shaped, the goat will give the impression of being rooted to the spot, until he decides to move to another spot. Gen­erally, Satum people have straight, lank, dark hair, dark, steady eyes, and swarthy olive or tan complexions. You'll see Capricoms with curly blonde hair and blue eyes, but watch them closely. Honestly now, don't they really look as if they should have been born with dark hair, eyes and skin? It's a delicate point, but valid. Take Marlene Die-trich, for example. Dresden china complexion, green eyes and corn silk hair. Look again. Observe her calm, deliberate actions. Listen to her deep, throaty voice. Note her legen­dary tough business head and her earthy ambition. Aren't these more synonomous with the steady, reliable image of a brunette? Master this subtlety and you'U never be fooled by the appearance of a Capricorn.
There's always a faint aura of melancholy and seriousness surrounding the Saturn personality. None of them com­pletely escape the Saturnine influence of stem discipline and self-denial. Many Capricorns have strong feet and wear sensible shoes. Their hands are capable, their voices usually even and soothing-and you'll probably notice a gentleness that flatters and persuades. Caprieorns can look and act as harmless as a feather quilt, but they're as tough as a keg of nails. They hammer away persistently, relentlessly, man­aging to digest insults, pressures, disappointments and duty as calmly as the goat digests rusty cans, broken glass and cardboard. Like him, they have iron stomachs and dan­gerous horns. While the gay, laughing extroverts scatter their energies hither and yon, Capricorns never deviate an inch to the left or right. They steadily follow the upward path, with inbred faith in the security of the well-traveled road, and contempt for the enticing short cuts they know are full of pitfalls.
Capricorns have an enormous admiration for those who have preceded them to the top of the mountain, and who have laid down the laws for the journey. They court success; they respect authority and honor tradition. Lots of energetic, impulsive people label them snobbish and stuffy. The goat could conversely label his critics rash and foolish, but usually he's too wise to make unnecessary enemies by indulging in such self-defense. The Saturn-ruled submit. They agree. They adapt. Or do they just appear to do so? Capricorn allows others to walk in front of him, but he often gets there first, against all logic. He's careful to avoid the obstacles, the sharp rocks. No wonder he seldom stumbles. His eyes aren't fastened on the stars. He keeps his gaze fastened ahead, and his feet firmly planted on the ground. Jealousy, passion, impulse, anger, frivolity, waste, laziness, carelessness-are all obstacles. Let others trip and fall over them. Not Capricorn. He may glance briefly behind him with pity for the failures, or in grateful tribute for past advice and help, but he'll soon continue his steady upward climb until his goal is reached.
There are Capricorns who are deliciously romantic- who understand the strange light of the moon and the glorious colors of the butterfly's wing. But they won't let their emotions blind them to the facts. Not if they're typical Saturn people. If Capricorn writes a lovely poem, full of imagination and illusion, the theme will be solid and the punctuation will be correct. It will come to the point, and the sentiment will never be allowed to slosh over the edges. Don't defy the conventions if you want the respect of the goat. Even the more daring ones, and they are the exceptions, will observe at least the outer trappings of social acceptability. Public scenes and raw, naked, un­controlled passions embarrass them.
y An occasional Capricorn will forget to hide his am­bition, and refuse to work unless he's at the head of things. Then he becomes a stubborn goat who insists on starting at the top of the ladder, where he feels he belongs. Natural­ly, such an attitude produces a gloomy, pessimistic, cold and selfish person who's impossible to satisfy. But a cou­ple of hard bumps usually suffice to set him on the right path.
Young Capricorns are typically more contented than older Capricorns, and there's a good reason. In almost Chinese-fashion, the Saturn-ruled youngsters idolize an­cestors and elders. Respect for the wisdom of age and experience is ingrained in the Saturnine nature. When they mature and the "honorable ancestors" and the old folks are gone, the wild actions of the modern generation can frighten and bewilder the conservative goats. They go about saying, "Teh, tch!" shaking their heads and murmuring about the good old days. Luckily, however, a fair per­centage of them adapt to meet the challenge. It's a warm thing to watch a gray-haired Capricorn cheerfully cavorting with youth, learning for the first time the joys of childhood he missed as a serious youngster. Older Capricorns either behave like frustrated dill pickles, or they happfly roll hoops and dance the boogaloo. A few of them, caught in the uncomfortable middle, grin with suppressed excite­ment as they sit on the sidelines and tap their feet in time to the music, but never quite gather the courage to jump on the carousel.
You'll seldom find the straight, well-shaped Capricorn
nose stuck in other people's business or the Saturn tongue wagging in gossip. If the Sun sign is combined with afflicted Gemini or Pisces influences, there may be a little gabbiness, but normally they're content to mind their own affairs. They won't often hand out unsolicited advice, but when you deliberately seek their practical wisdom, they won't hesitate to give it with stem overtones. They'll expect you to accept it, too. The Capricorn has learned to cope with duty and responsibility and to tolerate frustra­tion. If you can't follow his example, he'll waste little time trying to teach you, and allow you only a pinch of sympathy.
You may read that Capricoms marry for money or social position. That's an exaggeration, though I will say that it was doubtless a Capricorn who remarked, "It's just as easy to fall in love with the conductor as it is to have a fling with the second violin." The practical goat rarely leaps into business or marriage unless he's prepared finan­cially for the former and emotionally for the latter. These people will do strange things for security. Old age is con­stantly on the Saturnine mind. Even the young Capricoms will instinctively enjoy visiting Uncle Jasper or Aunt Minerva. After all, the doting relatives might have a few bonds or some property, besides the fact that they're com­fortable and familiar. One certainly wouldn't want to see a fortune willed to a pet canary. You may think such an attitude is cold and calculating, but to the Capricorn, it's sensible. Opportunity never has to knock twice at the goat's door. He'll hear the first knock. In fact, he's been leaning against the door, listening and waiting for it.
In childhood, Capricoms are inclined to be weaker, more sickly than other youngsters, but both strength and re­sistance to disease increase with age. The sober, temperate nature of the typical goat gives him amazing endurance- and such potential for survival that it's not unusual to find him living past the century mark. Saturn people should be able to avoid doctors and hospitals, but they don*t, because fear, uncertainty, worry and gloom are deadlier than germs. No amount of practical diet, conser­vative habits and stubborn resistance to illness can over­come the dangers of pessimism. Capricoms who want to avoid sickness should have plenty of outdoor exercise, and develop a more positive, outgoing personality. The fresh air of the country and the fresh breezes of tolerance will work magic with Saturnine health. Almost all goats of both sexes have sensitive skin. There may be nervous rashes, allergies, roughness and chapping, some peculiarity of perspiration, enlarged pores or acne. Stomach disorders from incompatible foods and mental distress are common. Broken arms and legs may occur. The knee caps, joints and bones are vulnerable areas, and psychosomatic paraly­sis, severe headaches and kidney infections are further fruits of Saturnine melancholy.
They will either have beautiful, white, strong-teeth-or constant problems with decay and continual visits to the dentist, one or the other. Generally speaking, if they avoid the lingering illnesses caused by lingering depressions, the Capricorn tenacity for life is remarkable. But it's no fun to be the last leaf on the tree if you're suffering from arthritis and rheumatism. The goat must seek the sunlight and laugh at the rain to stay healthy.
He's such a shy, sweet soul, a trifle stubborn perhaps, but gentle about it. He seems so harmless. What a safe person to trust and confide in-how pleasantly he builds your ego. Who could hurt him or suspect him of ambition? All the while, Capricorn is using your own weaknesses, conceits and jealousies to make himself stronger. He's useful and eventually so indispensable that you ask him to take over the reins. Then hell rule unobtrusively in the corner, modestly pulling the strings of authority. The goat sub­merges his ego to gain what his ego truly desires-the position of the real leader. With kindly, but stem, cautious wisdom he guards the past from neglect and protects the present from confusion, so you can build tomorrow safely.
He doesn't have to lead the parade with a big brass band. He gives permission for the parade, and plans its route from behind the scenes. All the daring high-wire acts need the Capricorn's strong, safe net when they miscal­culate and tumble. The discipline and formality of jet black and navy blue-the solid practicality of brown-the deep, honest dreams of dark green-these are the quiet colors of his enduring rainbow. Walk slowly through his silent forest, carpeted in soft moss and climbing ivy-and seek the eight hidden treasures of Saturn. Rich, red rubies lie buried beneath the Capricorn, weeping willow. Stay- and leam the eternal beauty of the pure, smooth onyx. Capricorn lead is solid, and Capricorn coal builds lasting fires.

sarah♥

arr!i totally missed my alarm today =.= and woke up at 8+ when lessons start at like 8?crap...i didnt realize until i woke up n like was thinking hw cum the sky so bright?5.30 shud b stil dark mahx....den wen look at alarm clock,i jump out of the bed den on my fone....den saw yx msg arr!!so sry yx for making you wait *bows* den wai ting call asking me where i am...den i say i juz woke up =X den faster rush bt den realize tt even though i rushed i was like late for my first lesson...den stupid bus like dun wanna cum grr...waited so darn long for bus to cum...wen reach sch...lesson oredi ending so dcided to wait for my class outside...

all thx to marketing lahx...grr if nt for marketing i wudnt hv been late can?!grrr...i study til damn late den totally missed the alarm ><

den after meeting den cassandra,julene,yu ting and i went to hv mac breakfast lolx...i damn full after eating the hotcakes x.x it is damn filling...we went to tap card for web app lecture den went to find the others at the library...whoa it was the first time tt the class so quiet lahx hahax...all studying marketing...erin,gladys,wendy and zi hui went for web app lec. den realize the first time we tap nt counted den everyone pass dem our cards to help us tap...lolx...all pon lect. no choice test mur impt =X den stayed in the library study....at 12 had to leave the rm cuz gt pple bk lolx...so we slacked around outside the cafe...lolx...den i lost interest in studying so tok and look thru notes...as time was nearing i gt nervous grrr hates...den faster read thru again...

den wen we waiting for test to start,gt dis stupid lecturer kao....like took rong medicine...keep scolding like nobody business...wah lau really can kill her!arr the paper was damn nt easy...grr mcq was ok bt the caase study was like huh?i dun understand lahx...so i agar agar write...den look fm the mcq to find my ans =X den juz dump wadever rubbish i think its correct lolx...the whole paper is like 50 marks lahx ><
after the test we were dciding on whether to go for bcom tutorial make up lesson...den i was like since i done the speech shud juz go...dun wanna waste my time and effort...sum went home bt most of us stayed hahax den went to macs buy fries...wen we reached ben yeo is oredi making his speech lolx...we are late..bt hu cares?as long as we ae present..lalalalal...nw i realized hw long 3min is lahx....i kept toking and toking and wondering y stil no cue for me to stop grrr...ica stil nd to tok for 5 mins grrr....summur i dun eve noe wad to tok for ica grrr...after everyone made their speech is home sweet home
den went to interchange take 76 den june was dere hahax...so went home together...wen board the bus she insisted on getting the upper deck so gave in lor...bt regret...y?let me tel you...
dere is these bunch of pple came up...at frist it was damn quiet...after awhile noise fm dem was building up wah lau damn noisy lahx...i turned up the volume of my mp3 bt stil can hear dem lahx...den the whole upper deck ppe turn and stare at dem...bt dey stil continue to make a hell whole lot of noise grrr...dun dey feel embarrassed wen pple look at dem?!dey were like toking and laughing at their top of theeir voices lahx...the whole way thru the journey was so damn noisy...really felt like slapping dem asking dem to keep quiet >< lucky dey stopped bfore us or we hv to suffer even longer

sarah♥

oh yahx forgot to say I HATE JCOHEELE!!!tt stupid idiot!if i fail ica i wil kill him!

sarah♥

arr!!!wad the hell?!i hv nt finish studying my marketing ica which is tml....hv nt finish my bcom 3 min speech whish is oso tml..den nw gt wad stupid dspt practical nd to do cuz marks are awarded for it which is oso due tml!!!!arrrr!!!!hw can like dis de?!!!!den nw all halfway thru...i'm dying, sumone pls save me!!!arrr!!!i dun nd to slp ler lahx...tml i wil b a walking zombie x.x

sarah♥

phew juz got hm nt long ago...squash is tiring lahx....my legs are like breaking....once bend can feel the ache =.= arrrr....bt it was fun hahax...we learnt new stuff...like duh....hahax den he ask us to practice by ourselves...bt den hao wen and i are hving our own fun =X so instead of practicing we were like plaaying...i suck lahx...keep on missing...think hao wen play wif me pek chek =X sry hao wen....den after tt wen coach cum we pretend =X...den coach asked us to gather to teach us hw to go to the ball...den one grp one grp go n learn..damn funny lahx...den kaiyuan's position like driving den he bang into the guy in front of him...whoa the guy damn bu suang lahx....hahax...den dey like robots =X...the actions really like robots hahax....hao wen n i were like luffing lolx...the coach seems to like to bend a lot lahx...whole way keep us bending,muz stay at tt position for whole time...wah kao my legs were like breaking sia...can die lahx....all thx to him my legs ache...mur like whole body aching T.T...
sian lahx stil hvnt study for my essit ica for tml grr....den nw i so damn tired haix...die ler lahx!

sarah♥

arr!!!if nt for marketing lecture,i wudnt hv sacrifice my precious slp lahx T.T...today supposingly can wake up ltr as lessons start at 12 bt den bcuz of the marketing lecture,we had to reach sch by 9....and guess wad?wen we reach sch the cher didnt pick up his fone...called a few times den picked up den he say he tot he cancelled the tutorial...i was like diaos?....make us wakee up so early den say cancelled...bt in the end he made it up for like 40 mins?lol den fm 10.10 till 12 we were like slacking....i went to find june for mac breakfast hahax....hotcakes are loved xD den went to find my class in library lolx....den slacked till it was time for c maths lecture...lolx...first time nv listen cuz was too engrossed in playing ben's psp >< and haowen was looking thru the online shoppings hahax...julene and yingxiu were taking pics...den cassandra was like oso hving fun wif the psp hahax....practically no one was really concentrating and i'm like so tired grrr...made me wake up so early for nth....den lesssons fm 3-6 were cancelled so decided to go amk for pool hahax....den the girls went to eat...i was too full to eat so went wif the guys first lolx....dey were like playing n i'm playing the psp lolx...den sit dere b audience...waiting for june oso as she wans to collect her tux shirt fm dunno hu...den i gt bored so played a game....vs wen jian...hahax..wif a bit of kaiyuan's help i won =X....hahax....den while playing the girls came hahax...waited for dem while playing....den at 4 plus had to leave as june says the person reached...den went to find the person...the shirt actually turned out quite nice hahax....den i realized wen i opened my bag...ben's psp is wif me =.= so we had to walk back fm the mrt station to kpool to return him =X...i shud always realise stuff bfore i leave the place and the worse is wen i'm a distance away =.= memory is getting worse...at first june wnted to take bus fm outside den i was like its so hot out dere!!!cuz remus didnt reply her msg,i had no choice bt to walk to the busstop outside the mrt...arrr....i'm like melting....den took 76 to serangoon station to find remus to pass him his share of the tux shirt lolx...den while waiting at the busstop,we fell aslp lucky june woke up in time to realise he reached hahax....den after tt wen back hm...thinking tt i can slp...bt den mum nds to go to ps to xchange the lipstick she bought as it was broken...i dunno hw n y it broke lolx...dere goes my slp...den went to shop awhile waiting for sis tution to end lolx...wen reach hm,washed up and nw feeling so energetic....cant even slp lolx....its oredi like 2.20am?

sarah♥

today went to merchant hotel for high tea...ate so much><...muz hv gained a lot T.T...along the way kept taking pics of food lolx....so fun...nt eating bt taking pics of dem..hahax...after eating...my cousin and i were hving fun takig pics =X cant believe one of my cousin is so tall nw lahx...he use to be shorter than me x.x crys...den went to far east to shop den saw a pair of froggie slippers so cute lahx!!!so went to buy it...its a sin nt to >< and oso bought a shirt lolx...lack of clothes x.x den went to cousin hse slack wahahax
pics in flckr...too lazy to upload here

sarah♥

squash is fun bt TIRING...although we didnt do much bt my legs aching...keep asking us to bend our legs....tireds...lazy to blog further

sarah♥

aint we sweet?=X

my eyes are still hurting T.T

sarah♥

arrr!!!y nwadays i so suay de?!nwadays wenever i reach sch i wil c tt idiot...nt once bt twice grrr...forever lahx...wad the hell is rong?!the sch is so big n we stil get to c each other...wad the hell?!stupid!of all pple i muz c sumone tt i hate so much grrr!
arr wed gt dspt test n i'm dying cuz i dun understand a single shit out of it after going thru thee notes...grrr...den if fail dis module hv to retake the next semester...i dun wanna fail!!!no matter wad i hv to pass!!!!arrr!!!hu can help me?T.T...i'm so so dead xP...wahx today during marketing lecture gt one guy forgot to bring his admin card...so he went to inform the lecturer..bt guess wad?the lecturer says tt he has to go settle himself,she dont take note for pple...saying tt we shud hv our own responsibility...wad the hell?other lecturers wud at least take note of it n mark the attendence lahx...den he n his frens juz walk out of the lecture rm hahax i support him....since she iss nt going to do anything wad for stay since he is going to b marked as absent anyway....hate tt lecturer lahx...damn baised can...wen the class she teach for tutorials makes noice ,she wud juz say out their name n smile...bt others she wud stare sternly as though she wanna kill dem...many many hates!!!>< den wen she conducting the lecture,its as if she is rushing to go off...speak so fast n den stil wan us to copy some info on the slides bt den she always click so fast...wad does she wan us to copy wen she is going so fast?!grr!!!!

sarah♥

bell accept the truth...you are starting to like him...ACCEPT THE FACT!!!

sarah♥

wahahax mum bought durian puffs fm goodwood park...its heaven lahx...the crepe was so darn good....its been a long time since i ate dem hahax...she bought the one wif brownie topping...its loved ><

sarah♥

RAWR!!!i dunno y i like to RAWR bt its ok...i'm weird so cant help it....wahx today was the first time i actually slpt through my web app lecture lahx...bt lucky gt the voice recorder tt y i didnt bother to listen much...u cant blame me for slping cuz lectures are so so boring....hahax den after sch...supposingly leon is suppose to teach me acc,bt den deepak wanted to play pool so went to kpool...den in the end leon nd rush for work den nv teach grrr....den went to bugis meet hao wen,julene,ying xiu and yu ting....den went to orchard hahax...met june...went to wheellock visit my workplace frens...suddenly pop out a lot of new staff...lolx...den go visit papa...he so happy lahx lolx...den say y so long den go visit him...nt my fault mahx....busy...den wen go visit he either off or break lolx....den he treat me chocolate...FATTENING LAHX!!!bt i juz cant resist =X den i saw dis necklace arrr so pretty!!!bt so expensive....den june n i went to far east n i decided to look for my bag....we went through the whole place den finally saw this shp...the bag caught my eye n june oso fell in love wif it so decided tt we shud get it together!!!hahax den the lady so kind gif us discount lolx....so den went to cotton on body...saaw dis coat arr!!!pretty!!!!bt so so expensive wen i try it on...didnt felt like taking it off...so warm so nice to wear...arrr....after hving fun trying it on we went back to mns to wait for june sis finish work den finally saw cherrie...so long nv c her...miss her so much hahax...den so sads lahx...her shift nw diff fm june sis den we cant go back together T.T...

waiting for his turn impatiently...hahaxjune was eating the mlik chocolatei was hving fun wif my dark chocolate...its so loved!i wan this coat!!!so pretty ><RAWR!stuffing my current bag into the new bag lolx

^^ so fun!hving the same bag...

sarah♥

after sch went to find june and bel at macs...den we were playing sum fortune telling thingy...arrr...i hate the outomes very much!hw cud dis b happening to me?!T.T so so unfair lahx...at first we were playing on hw old i wud get married...guess wad i've gt to wait till i'm 28 bt i dun mind...wasnt planning to get settled down at a young age....my future husband is WAY RICH,looks ok,doesnt really love me very much bt lucky nt wilful wahahax...den we were playing on wads my fate with the guy i like...arrr i hated the outcomes lahx...grrr....first was S...the first time i tried was damn bad lahx....second time wasnt gd either T.T...den it was W...tt was history...bt den to noe hw true it actually works we dcided to try...kao really damn true lahx arrr...hates...den we went to the interchange to take bus hm...stil nt satisfied...i did the thing for W outcome again...grrr...it was like 2 cards away....>< stupid.... den june wants to noe wads the outcome for J....arrr...it was only 4 cardss lahx....den i bu gan xin went to try again for S...its 10 cards away....wah lau both tt i hate the cards so close den his so far T.T damn ssaddening can...den bel thought of jg....den it was 7 cards away...i c all the outcomes n felt damn sads can...so unfair lahx...i think god really wants me to give up...really shud stop wasting time on something tt its impossible for me to achieve....haix....

arrr i hate jcoheele!!!grrr hate him arrr!!!!

sarah♥

hmm...juz saw bel's latest post...wadever 28 to me is way too old wahahax....always hving a thing for old pple =X bel stop fantasing ler lahx...hahax...

sarah♥