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In the Twilight.


"Did you seriously just stomp your foot? I thought girls did that only in movies."

Our memories.

July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009

We belong.

Twilight
Class Blog
Chao Hui
Chao Hong
Ryan
Iylia
Celeste
Vivian
Shamuale Jesslyn

Murmured words.


My Lullaby

Breaking dawn.

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My grades suck...

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Well, the title says it all. My grade sucks. I couldn't get into the school I wanted to go to. There was a 14 mark difference from St. Nicholas express. My grades are worse than my cousins. But I can't compare with them. They're really smart, and intelligent. Me? I only got 236/300. How good is that? Bad, really bad. So, I cried today. At school. But who cares? I only got 236. Crying is no big deal. Xin Ee got 261, for Pete's sake. And Melvin and Govind got first, tied. 268. Great... The only surprise was that I got A* for MT. Nothing else. Because of my mathematics. It pulled my grades down like hell. So, now I've got not much mood to talk, and you can't understand me if I spoke, anyway. So, I can't watch Twilight, I can't go to ETP, I can't get a new phone, nor laptop. Great, just great. Seesh. Why am I so bad at my academics? And it's not as if my sports are good. They're just bad. But, whatever. I don't have the mood anyway.

~Cai Ni.


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