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Monday, April 21, 2008

Dearest bloggy (:

Today was such a hated day ever with my Science Teacher, Mr. Navin. It's Monday though. I thought it will be welcome day for me as its Monday. While I was reading my favourite Ghost Stories books, he said to me, " Rozanna please keep that book. Its a bulshit. ". Oh My god. I just cannot believe what he said it to me. Feel like puking blood on his face.

I feel so sad and depressed when he said that. I wanted to cry but.. I just keep to it to myself as its not a BIG deal for me. So the day went smoothly...

It's wierd to have a wierd teachers in our school. But its fun though. I nvr thought tht Mr. Navin speak to me in so called " FIERCE " manner.
Oh yeah! It was such a great news that Seetha told me that the Art Club members for the clay work on shoes was choosen for the SYF (Singapore Youth Festival).
Till next time (:

Much loves

signed off : 6.30pm