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Maturity is realising that your own pleasures
aren't worth someone else's pain.
- jerine
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Sunday, March 23, 2008
jerine♥, 7:30 PM

one, two, three, four, five. once i fed some fishes alive.

six, seven, eight, nine, ten, i'll never ever do it again.
why won't you do it again?
BECAUSE THE STUPID FISH BIT MY FINGER LA!
the fourth finger on my right.
my finger went INTO the fish's mouth.
i've got this long line on my finger to remind me to never feed fishes again.

FISHES ARE FOOD. NOT FRIENDS.

oh wells. so i went to tioman over the long weekends, got myself sunburnt because i stupidly forgot to slap some sunblock on my shoulders.
relaxing few days, especially after common tests which were a bitch.
gonna fail real bad, but then again, maybe then i'll get another $200 from the government this year for supposed good progress.

and no, no pictures from the trip because my camera was sitting safely in the safe box the entire 3 days so that i won't lose it or wet it or whatever.
kind of defeats the purpose of a camera if you asked me.
but my mum made me do it because i was leaving my stuff all over the place.

the sea was great, the hot ang mohs were better :)
and i've got tan FEET.
i might look healthier with a tan though, considering the fact that people have been telling me i look sick or haven't slept in a week.
it's fade soon so blah...

i kinda hate school now. don't know why.
never hated school before.
laziness's getting the better of me.