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Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Interesting day today. Today there was no teacher during lit, but we were given some poems to anlyse. While analysing, belle, marie, van and me, were pretending to be various hollywood starlets...

and today, we learnt of belle's new talent - BEATBOXING! She's pretty good at it. And i became a rock start by the name of Phantom of the Rock Star. I know lame and all. But funny.

After school marie and belle went wherever they went to get cloth while vanessa and me had lunch with yn. After lunch, when walking by the market, we found a POSB card and some namecards. So we brought them to the police statio. after that, van and me went to the national library. We wanted to find straits time archives, but apparently only regional lib have that....bedok isnt regional...so we did our hw before going to look for books.

That was when i went mad. I kept looking at history books and saying stuff like: isn't this cool? history's cool.

Vanessa was uninterested....so i said: Y r u not excited?

I kept saying lame stuff like that plus....: oh y dun i get that ww2 book.

All that time, i did not know someone was there. Plus i know her. So now my love for history books is known. When we were walking out the sensor started beeping. OK EMBARASSING cos she saw it too. Turned out, the sensor was just a bit weird, cos we double checked to make sure we borrowed all the books and we did.

We also saw belle and marie twice. First, we were on different side of escalators. We are fated. Second, at the bustop.

written at 3:35 AM

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