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Karin is k&k,
She is tehhh lubrchzx! (really)
(Kekekekez)
since 20.05.06
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Credits to:
Cassandra,
Photoshop,
k&k!
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Ugh. Initially, my mum agreed to let me stay at home and go to the doctor tomorrow. But after awhile, she freaking changed her mind, which from the start, I knew that she would. So typical of her lah. She's a teacher, so of course, she won't let me not go to school, and probably she does not recognise the fact that school life now is boring. She also stated that what, we are very fortunate to be going to school, and all kinds of unrelated stuff. And now, for goodness sake, my rashes is itching me to anger and more anger. So for tomorrow, it will be me and my rashes with boring school life. And of course, when I grow up and become a mother, I will allow my child to pon school because of the fact that I know that how boring and restless we can be in school. With boring teachers.
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Okay my patience level is running low.
Ugh ugh ugh and many more ughs.