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Author
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.
Reality
The author somehow got into medical school. Yes, you of the general public, shudder and fear the wrath of an inept doctor.
Loves
Reading, Maisy (my dog), tea, writing (albeit badly), piano, music, junk food.
Hates
Almost everything else besides the things mentioned above.
Friends
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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saw the packing list. i hell dont have a damn swimsuit. i do have it, but i dont really wanna wear it. ok.. this doesnt make any sense at all. btw, the teachers were briefing us on the treetop walk, on whether we wanted to wear shorts or track pants, n asked us to beware of mosquitoes. but i think the mosquitoes shld beware coz the whole bridge of screaming RESPECTED MEMBERS OF SOCIETY would probably scare the shit outta them. so interesting rite? n about the river crossing. if we were to even scuba dive in the singapore river, we wouldnt even be able to see ourselves. i wish Moses would descend from Heaven and like split the Singapore river? but anyway, who in the world cares whether we go home with rashes all over. that's even better. i can then skip the hectic cca sessions during the March hols. but honestly, i dont wanna miss the debates camp. damn... my snr from debates is gonna be one of those representing our sch in the casino debate tonight! um ok.. anyway, back to the camp. like the swimming pool at coasta(sp?) sands is only 0.9m, if my memory doesnt fail me. even a baby can swim in it... n i heard that there were some people from HCI(hwa chong INSTITUTION)who fainted when they did 3.6km at turf city. i was debating with my mum abt it. i was saying that MOE shld just abolish the whole damn concept of cross-country run allowing students to have adequate exercise, but my mum just said that they shouldnt do so as like it's just coz HCI was saving money by getting the poor students to walk all the way to turf city. she also said that they shldnt abolish it since it's already been on for so long. n i was like "since it's been on for so long, we should change for the better now that we found such detriments in it. n thus, this motion must stand(motion is that cross-country run shld b abolished)" n she was like what motion? i nearly fainted... she doesnt know anything abt debates, from my point of view. anyway, i shall stop digressing. someone stepped on my grave during lang arts again. i was tempted to shoot my hand up in the air n shout at mrs ng. can she understand that it's coz our environment doesnt have space for brains like hers? btw, i was thinking abt the assembly thing during assembly itself yesterday. when mrs chek(whatever her name is) gave us the 2 mins to talk, i only used one min to talk to xr, then the last 1 min i spent thinking abt the way she was talking to us, like she even bothered to give us space to think n talk... i really appreciated it. n it was that fateful moment that mrs ng stared at me. i was staring into thin air cos i was thinking abt it... whatever. i wrote abt the perfect parent thing in my journal last nite. i said that the perfect parent doesnt exist. n gave examples from my own experiences. after sch, jiaying was saying that she thought mrs ng was a perfect parent, n i was like "no way man...". it's like she asks her son to go away when she's thinking. doesnt she think that her son may have some stuff he thought abt he wanted to talk abt? n by shunning him, it's just as gd as making him keep it to himself. nvm... u prob wont understand, but i experience this at home the whole time. i m rather short tempered this few days coz of OM, so apologise if i just snap at u. yeah... during project work n recess, i took of my socks n sorta lay on the table at the back during recess. but project work... didnt dare to do so. so i just took off my socks n sat there. when the teachers came in, i just stood on my socks. mrs ng was staring at my feet as though i was insane. whatever. our structure is so damn overweight... sigh. anyway, shall go off now. cya!
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