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Tuesday, March 14, 2006 @ 3:42 pm
alright alright. so, my results weren't all that 'powderful'. but I had more As than I expected. 5A1s, 5B4s and a D7 for my bio. and you know what? I'm not even disappointed about them. cos' heck, it's over and done with and xin's right, no use crying over spilt milk. or even whining about it. because, shanmugam is gonna love me for getting an A1 for my Malay. WOOT! eat that, heryati! after all your nonsensical blahs about us being not good enough in Malay, I actually got an A1. and it's all thanks to Sir! *salutes Sir* can some kind soul in jb go tell him the good news so he can write my name on his board of fame? hahaha. wonder how archie, jasveen & woman did. we all made a pact to get our names on there this year.

daniu kor's getting a honda civic. WHAT?! my dad sure knows how to pamper his son. ok, sure, daniu kor deserves some credit for getting so far in his medicine studies, but a brand spanking new car?! we don't even have enough space for it at home! I've decided to save as much here as possible too, cos' a car would add another burden on my parents and therefore, I should be saving every pence. in fact, I picked up quite a few pennies from the floor already. when my friends look at me quizically, I explain by saying, 'try multiplying that with 7.' being here is that frightening, my friends. *shakes head* why do you think I can't wait to go home?!

I'll be back in M'sia from April Fool's Day to the 15th. for all the kl-ians reading this, I'll try making my way up around that time. so, don't worry. I can't wait to see the lot of you too!

mum seems to be calling me more often these days. maybe it's cos daniu kor's back already and she needn't call him, so she's diverting all her attention to me instead. or maybe it's cos' I told her that I might want to go to an Aussie Uni, so I can be closer to home. dad scoffs at this, saying that it'd make no particular difference. well, the main reason is cos' I don't think I can stand living in this college for the rich and the famous. yeah sure, it ain't as prestigious as Eton, but as dad says, we're paying through our noses. plus, I detest the British culture of smoking, getting high on weed and drunk on loads of hard alcohol. oh and the whole times 7 thing doesn't help either. and you know what's one of the biggest reasons why I wanna go to Oz instead of staying here? (besides the dumb Brit weather...) I MISS BEB. I hate being 12-13 hours away from her. *sniffles*

ok, I'm a bit emotional today cos' I fell ill again. cold, fever, sore throat all over again. argh! I hate the weather!!!! when beb asked if I took care of myself, I couldn't honestly say yes. cos' I guess I haven't been. truth is, I'm too tired to do so. even more honestly, I feel that I need my friends & family to lean on. as I told max yesterday, I miss being able to ask dad for some medicine or whine about my ailments to my kakak. I can't do that here. which was why I felt so helpless that I started tearing a few days ago. this might sound totally spoilt of me, but I guess I am spoilt in a way. and I miss all the pleasures that I take for granted when I'm home. like clean, pressed laundry, meals anytime, walking around with only a t-shirt... that sorta thing.

seventeen days more. bear with me, all.
please.

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