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Till The Sun Shines Again
Thursday, August 20, 2009 at 3:49 PM
Common test's finally over! Which means I can play computer, slack, watch the 9 o'clock show & most importantly, not study. Hehe. Life's pretty good now.

I'm quite proud of myself cos I didn't use the computer for this whole 4 days && I can actually sit down for a few hours straight and read, read & absorb all information given to me. :) Ha! I proved myself wrong, I can actually study if I actually wanted to.

Anyway, I think I screwed Amaths up. Wait, I'm VERY sure I screwed Amaths up. Geez, I'm not even asking for an A, I just want a pass cos the paper was super difficult. & I nearly broke down while studying Lit. Suddenly all the "art thou" & Shakespeare's love of writing about fickle love made something unscrew in my brain.

Oh yeah, did you know my mother gave away her Lanvin, Bally & YSL bags??!!!! Omgomgomg. I didn't know & I was practially hysterical when she told me.

Mum: That day I cleared everything right? Then I gave away some bags.
Me: Mmhmm.. [inspecting Michael Jackson disc]
Mum: Quite sad lah cos all in very good condition. My Bally, YSL & all that.
Me: Huh?! -pauses for 10 seconds- YOU GAVE AWAY YOUR BAGS?! [drops MJ disc]
Mum: Yeah, you don't expect me to carry them back right??
Me: WHY DIDN'T YOU EVEN ASK ME??!! I WANT I WANT! -whines like Paris Hilton-
Mum: Oh yeah. Forgot about you. Aiya, after your O levels, I buy for you lah.
Me: No! I want your old one!
Mum: Too bad.


How can my mother forget about me??!! I know I sound like this spoilt, materialistic bitch butbutbut I found out that the YSL bag is the small leather sort. Exactly the one I want. Aaaaargh. Infuriating! It's a good thing I cool down quite fast or else...

On a happier note, I found my small floaty (which is used to hold my legs so I have to use my arms to propel forwards). Finally! I was sweating like mad when I came out of the storeroom. So it means I can train my arms again. Ha!

I think I'm gonna swim soon. But why is there no sun??