Hello there, My name is Justin,
i'm 73 this year. My last name is Quiet, that makes me JustinQuiet. Im antisocial, hence I hate talking. And I cant seem to sit still for long, my ass will itch. Im crude, I spill vulgarities like water from a fountain. I play obscene games too. Such as BABOOSENG TWIST. But dont worry, Im not a racist. lol. Quite obviously, my Composition skills suck. So Goodbye
haha so another week passed. 10 more days to the first Prelim paper, (i think). yes. so its coming, real soon. and i think im scared. im getting panic-y. every night i try to study in frenzy, hoping that i'll be able to finish my revision by the time the exams come. oh shoots. i need help in time management.
oh yes, speaking of time management, the self study program is such a scam la. so waste time. sit there stare into space, and occasionally stealing a few glances at the papers on my table. maybe explaining my attendance of 1/4 days this week. oh make it 0.5/4 days. cos on wednesday i crept off at 330, 2hrs earlier. yazeed called my mum today. cos i didn attend it, again. i saw him, thought he didn see me, so i ran away from the other side. who knows he saw the whole process of me escaping from him haha. so dumb and im meeting him tomorrow for ehist consultation. damn. im pretty sure he'll bang me. haha forget it, i'll crap my way to escape the piercing eyes of his.
this is what we do in class, (Jiawei, to be specific) :
oh yes, i got damn disgusted by what Bra told me this morning about what she saw in the concourse. though i expected something of that sort to happen, i don know why, but i just think its absurd. whatever la. i don want to care. this few days havent been going on smoothly like before. and i shant do anything about it (:
