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Monday, October 6, 2008
~ 1:57 PM ~
Yo peeps! Finally maths exam is over! The paper difficult seh, i die die liao... Then hor, paper 2 is the worst lar, so many questions I tikam... Then if fail, my mother, father, tutor will kill me... And my auntie will say," Aiyo, your paper very difficult meh? How come get so low?" Wah seh, this type of comment hor, very irratting leh... Act like she so damn pro... Sad, tomorrow geo, have to memorise until my brain no space left...
