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Wednesday, January 16, 2008

CALLING OUT TO ALL MATHS GENIUSES.

i dont know to laugh or to cry but my maths is in desperate need of help.
like really really really desperate.

some maths geniuses, just anyone.
pls be super duper nice and kind and lovely and just teach me how to settle with that kukufied maths.

i'll treat you to ice cream!!
and its not potong one.

hahaha.


my maths is screwed BIG HUMONGOUS ELEPHANT TIME.

and i wont deny.

im
seriously
desperate.
alr.

before i get a BIG SMILE minus the eyes on my a levels cert,
i'll make it a point to study in the lib everyday after school.

mann.

:(


a day ago,

dad: you have school tmr?
me: nope.
dad: why? the school run away?
me: no, i burnt down the school.

today,

dad: you have school tmr?
me: ya.
dad: i thought you burnt it down?
me: i decided to build it again.

lame-ness runs in the blood.


okayys.
im dead tired and smelly and i desperately need a bath.

ah why am i so desperate about things these days.


till next time,
take care and stay smart!


-LL


9:49 PM