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Tuesday, October 21, 2008 Y

Fuck.
Today is OFFICIALLY the worst day of my life.
My whole holiday is RUINED.
We were supposed to go for some history lecture after recess
But the 7 of us(me,tiziana,chermaine,jermima,nat saw,joanna,vanessa khoo)
Went back to class during recess
And stayed there
So we didnt follow the rest
Thus we were'nt at the "lecture"
Then after 100mins or so
2 prefects burst in telling us we're in fucking big trouble
And one of them sees my phone
And sees its on
Then we go to see the teachers
Get a fucking scolding
And have to go for DETENTION TOMORROW.
My chances of going for the japan trip is now lowered
I'm SOOOO happy.
How the FUCK am i supposed to survive a holiday without my PHONE
Why cant i just start the 3 month confiscation when school REOPENS
Its not even OUR fault we didnt know
I HATE prefects
And TEACHERS
So since i dont have a phone
Anyone who wants to contact me
Either drop me an email
Or tag my blog
Or drop me a message on MSN
Worst thing is
My parents REFUSE to help me get my SIM card back
What sort of parents are they


{{ 10/21/2008 09:41:00 pm -
Her heart is still bleeding}






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