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Saturday, April 02, 2005
" Learning boiling point ; 12:03 PM "

I am hitting boiling point already! I could just hit the ceiling, crack right through it and then be a wonderful girl-looking rocket in the blue sky!!! Ugh. I am so fed up. Just now, my Dad and I went to marine parade and you know, this is the first time I actually knew that my dad is such a cheap skate. I asked him to go to High sierra but cannot! Walliow. And then, I was so fed up by then. He bought for me shoes and then I went to a nearby bag store at marine parade. There were Shayrer bags. I looked at the prices $49.90. Okay, good. But, I could've bought a more higher quality high sierra for about $50.00. Not much difference! Ugh. I'm fed uppppp.

Today, I have two tuitions. I'm starting math tuition today. I think my teacher's name is Ms. Stacey or something. I hope she's not like any of my past tuition teachers..*shudders*. I don't think so. She's young and that makes all the difference. After that, I am going for tamil tuition. *shudders again* My tamil teacher is so, "independent". She makes her poor poor husband drive her around the whole world. She practically insisted on picking me up in her car after my math tuition, and bringing me to her house for tuition. Urm-Ok. I don't mind! But then, she said she'll bring me back. And I felt kind of bad for her husband because it's like he's my chauffer or something. So I'm persuading my mum to teach me how to take a bus there from my math tuition teacher's house.

Alright, I think I'll go. First impression counts. I better apply during my math tuition. TRY MY BEST!



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