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Saturday, April 22, 2006

was drained yesterday, i half-slept through my japanese compo test.

totally screwed it up, have no expectations of passing it.

on the train back home, i coughed and blew my nose like nobody's business. and i coughed so hard that tears were flowing out. bet everyone thought SARS was back.

and missed the stupid MOELC rehearsal today. overslept.

am telling the teacher that i was sick, which i really am.

did i mention that i happen to be the most bo chap member in the immersion programme?

oops.



ask me what i really want to do now, i'll tell you i want to look for a godfather.

like, imagine this!

one day, you got to know this old and rich man. his wife died before him, and he has ZERO kids. he's sick, suay suay kena some terrible disease.

being a kind and nice girl, he finds that you and him shares this special affinity. so he acknowledges you as his ONE AND ONLY goddaughter.

goodness! imagine what would happen one year later? or at the most five years later?

YOU'LL BE FREAKING RICH.

omg if this ever happens to me, i'll sponsor my classmates to a lifetime supply of fruit rope. from fuwei industries.



okay. five seconds have just passed. and reality sets in.

i haven't gone for any stupid chem talk. argh.

ohwell.

but i cannot wait for the end of april! which is coming soon!

because the end of april = start of may!

and even though may is The Month of Tests and Deadlines and The Month That Students Kena, it is also...

THE MONTH OF PENNY'S BIRTH.

and the start of holidays.

everyone calls it June Holidays, but it doesn't start in june, darling, it starts in The Month Of Penny's Birth.

and i'm making my ic soon. shit, haven't been looking chio lately.

but then again, when have i?

ohwait. i have been chio all the time.

remember, folks, beauty lies from within.

or beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.

or just the simplest: beauty is penny.

HAHAHA. so i shall just look beyond my ic photo, and look at my beauty that comes from within.

heaven on earth
8:53 pm