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Ayesha, 15

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Thursday, 4 June 2009 @ 18:38


Hi.

I am bored. I've finished reading this book called Hot Mess. I borrowed it from the library yesterday, along with two other books, namely Zombie Blondes and Crushed.

Yesterday was eventful in comparison to the other days of my week, but very uneventful by normal standards. I went to school to fetch the stuff I'd left in school before camp. I came an hour earlier because both Syadza and Syafiqah needed company. Bought Syaf her BigMac on the way. Went up to some sec 1 classroom and ate and gossiped until a prefect came to tell us we had to leave soon since there were parent teacher meetings taking place soon. Kinda surprised that she didn't say anything about our McDonald's take-out bags. Damn. Now I'm craving fries.

After that, Syadza and I headed for Parkway to get our usual carrot cake from Banquet. Syadza stole some of mine since I was eating way too slowly(okay actually I offered it to her). I really don't get how this girl who eats proportions fit for a starved man can stay whippet-thin.

We then went to the library nearby, but didn't hang around for very long. I tagged along all the way to Tampines on 31 after, talking shit and feeling sad about ATC.

Sigh. My holidays are so dead.
Bye.