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The author is a paranoid, deranged and cynical misanthrope who records snippets of her life so that she will remember them when she grows old and withered. The identities of any names or initials on this blog are based on the assumptions of the reader unless otherwise specified, and the author claims no responsibility for them.
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The author somehow got into medical school. Yes, you of the general public, shudder and fear the wrath of an inept doctor.
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Reading, Maisy (my dog), tea, writing (albeit badly), piano, music, junk food.
Hates
Almost everything else besides the things mentioned above.
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Bao Cheng' Bernice' Chien Young' Chun Hing' Claire' Faustina' Felicia' Ferly' Gloria' Irene' Irene & Jiaying' Jac' Jiamin' Jiasin' Jiaying' Lutheng' Karene' Marissa' Melesa' Mingyi' My fictionpress' Pamelia' Pei Rong' Qiu Ting' Rachel' Satires Site' Stasia' Sylvia' The Clique' Vinette' Wenjia' Xin Rong' Xue Ying' Yanne & I' Yanne & Jamie' Zeena' 203'
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anyway, i m laughing my ass off at the moment. i just went to check out the packing list, of which i just glanced through yesterday. i just scrutinised it, n found that in fact, there was no need at all for a camping list coz 1: we all have common sense(m i sure?) 2: it's all trash. interesting rite? next, they wld b asking us to bring our momsies along in case we all start to cry or something. so interesting right? they might as well help us pack everything. abt 2day. during assembly, i was rather hyper. moved to the back coz there was not enough space infront. during pccg, we talked abt some stuff which was rather dry. then we switched topics to other stuff abt the sch, n it dragged on till the end of lang arts. sci was quite ok... dance. i really think the sch shld change peak performance for LSC to anger management, of which tons of people are in urgent need of. including me. i pulled a muscle while trying to do a right split, n it's still hurting. sigh. maths. i m trying my best to listen though i m rather bored. talking abt this, i had to take down feedback on geog during pccg as i m the damned geog rep. great... CONSTRUCTIVE FEEDBACK. thank you VERY MUCH. after sch, we did the damned OM. n nearly died. it was really interesting when we tried to scrape of the glue that pam n sheena spilled onto the cabinet. first, we went arnd asking teachers if they had nail polish remover. when it was evident that none of them had, we decided to try the sci lab. they didnt have either... n i suggested hydrochloric acid in a desperate attempt. then we went to ask mrs ng, n she guessed as much, n said that nail polish remover wont really work. n she told us to go ask for some turpentine from mrs teo, n we honestly confessed that mrs teo wld slaughter us. n she said that if we admitted we were wrong, mrs teo wont eat us up coz she's not a monster n xr was like really? then she was like asking us to just go c mrs teo, n i was like "i wld rather jump off the building right now." n she was like "stop being so fatalistic" n xr was like "yeah, jump off the clock tower instead." interesting rite? i m really surprised mrs teo didnt force the turpentine down our throats instead. besides, we sorta got lectured by her. when we didnt even drip the glue on the table. it really doesnt pay to b gd in a sch like this. "senseless killing of songbirds". n like in the end, mrs teo didnt give us the turpentine. coz we had no container. so, we had to slot our guts out n scrape all the damned glue off the cabinet. n when we finished, we wanted to go get mrs ng to inspect it, but she wasnt there. revenge is sweet, but the curse isnt complete. what a pity... it must indeed b FATE. anyway, shall go off now. bye!
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