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I know my blog is dead. Rarely, or never has pictures. I blog boring stuffs. Still, I love to blog eventhough I know there might even be nobody reading my blog. Oh well, I blog to express anyway. Not to impress.
So if you find my blog is boring and lame or too emo, dont bother criticising because I wont give a shit about it.

That bloody hell bitch butch sent me out of class just now in the morning. Damn you Pauline, I've never liked you from the start. Okay firstly, I was fifteen minutes late for her class. I talked to her nicely when she came out with a super sarcastic assumption, then she raised her voice on me and bla bla blah. Then, Karin's group had their presentation so we listened and I payed attention. After their presentation we did nothing while they were busy settling the cable wires on their laptop. I was playing with the chair's table with my leg and she took that as an act of defiance. Like what the fuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccck maaaaan. I was told to get out of her class and never ever step in again. I dont bother arguing back because I know she will still be the one saying the last word so whatever, I just waited for the rest outside for another thirty minutes or so. Since I just stared and passed her, then slammed the door out without uttering a word, she saw Farah holding onto the newspaper and picked on Farah just because she dont have her book on the table and whatever shit. I swear Pauline suck okay, if I have a choice not to see you in the class but still get my attendance, I'll be more than happy kay. Plus, goddamnit please stoppit with your english slang lah fuck.
Damn, tomorrow will be her class again. Its gonna be HELL I tell you. I dont wanna imagine she picking on me tomorrow. Pauline boleh pergi MATIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII...


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