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    This life is so sick.
    Saturday, October 10, 2009, 12:03 PM
    This life is so sick... you're automatic to me.

    For sure I'm not coming to school next week except for Wednesday. Monday, the secondary 4F are having their last paper, POA, so secondary 4G/4H can relax at home, shake legs. Tuesday, all the secondary 4NA will having a one day break for the N's examination (if I'm not mistaken). Wednesday, the day you all will see the last glimpse of me. So better talk if you wanna talk. Thursday and Friday will be the marking days, so all Bedok Northian don't have to be present on that particular day.

    The following week after, I will see if I have the mood or energy to go to school.

    So my bby didn't text me for quite some times. Reason being, she stress up. );