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Wednesday, November 15, 2006 Y

sitting here at student hub rite now. nope, am not working tdy. just that ends lesson at 12pm and got sgem meeting later at 3.30pm with mdm salinah. so went out for lunch with the girls and came back to sch at 2pm since they got hobby craft. and so here i am, by myself, waiting time to past. hope cld go back straight today coz have to bake brownies for tml graduation nite. yeah, me, bake brownies. just pray hard that the oven wont explodes alrite. hmm, but maybe it wont be so bad. haha.

okie. im like so addicted to the book by Sophie Kinsella. marvellous book! cant take my eyes off it. in the train, on the way to sch, or on the way back home, will have that book in my bag. just wish cld own all her books. maybe shd ask that for a bdae present uh. hehe.

hmm. last nite at almost midnite, received this msg frm an unknown no. it said "hi, can i get to know you?" damn. not again. and so i just ignore it and went to sleep. but this morning, due to some curiousity, i replied and asked whoever it was, where he/she got my no. from. and know what stupid replied i got?

"my name is frank. md frank. got your no. frm the back seat of bus 187. so how are you doing now?"

wat duh *#@!.... and this is what i replied:

"hello mr frank. frankly speaking, i am not stupid enough to fall for your pranks. im sorry, but i dont usually entertain this kind of strangers and nonsense. thank-you."

yeah. go ahead and laugh. i know it sounds so harsh and 'karek'. but who cares. im not the type who replies to strangers. and a moment later, this is what i got for a replied:

"but u cant ignore me, sweetie. becoz u just sent me a card and it was like the sweetest thing ever..."

oh shit. damn. okie. I WAS FOOLED.

it was my best friend. playing some stupid pranks on me! yeah man, so much for the franks or wateva so. haha. cant help laughing out loud in class. THANKS EHH...


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