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    I feel like a monster
    Thursday, October 15, 2009, 10:23 AM
    The secret side of me, I never let you see. I keep it caged but I can't control it. So stay away from me, the beast is ugly, I feel the rage and I just can't hold it.

    So yesterday, 4NA went to school with the greatest attendance of 4F and not forgetting 4G. 4G students only a quarter of them came, surprisingly. Seriously, the whole day was like bored? I shouldn't have come but I made a promise and promise are not meant to be broken once you says it. Blah blah blah whatever.

    Soo.. I round check all the classes, the Sec 4's Exp and the Sec 1's. Oh sweet porcupine, she smiled at me as I walked pass. I'm so flirtatious yesterday. I didn't round check the Sec 2's and 3's, the troublemakers of the school. The clock is tickling and I'm running out of time. Bryan, Rad, Wan and me nearly caught up by our form-teacher so we decided to go back to class.

    And recess time, somebody from somewhere keep shouting my name. Oh fuck. I know that mischievous person and I tend to ignore it. It keeps me away from her as my mind goes off "Flirtatious off mode". ;p