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Since 07/12/08

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# 49

Saturday, March 7, 2009 { 11:01 AM }

Good morning, my loyal readers! Well, I'm supposed to be sleeping right now, but the noise from the construction site kept me awake. Now, when I don't feel like going to bed, the noise has stopped.

My classmates are probably going around asking for donations right now and I'm jealous. I wasn't allowed to go because of the condition of my leg and also the abrasions (my mother said I would scare the people away). She also said that on the other note, people would pity me and give me more donations. Well, it was supposed to be a joke.

I can't believe that I'm recovering! I had never been on a medical leave for five days in my entire life. I can't wait to go to school as I miss seeing the faces of my beloved ones and not forgetting, my favorite sleeping spot in my class! I guess I won't be sleeping since I missed out a lot of things and I need to catch up with the others.

Anyway, I'm happy with some of my results. I can't believe that I topped for Chemistry, 20/25! I slept quite a lot during the lessons actually. I can't really remember all of my marks. For Maths, I scored 26/50 and I'm disappointed! I made a lot of careless mistakes! I didn't have the time to check my answers. For Physics, I scored 17/25 if I'm not wrong. English, I scored 20/30. For the rest, I'm not sure. I wonder how much I got for Art, since I didn't get to show my teacher the rest of my detailed studies. I'm happy with my marks though some of them are not that satisfying. Man, I can't frown! The wounds are dried.

I feel so thirsty and I'm so lazy to lift my ass off this chair and drag myself to the kitchen. I'm craving for chocolate milk and it's calling me from the fridge. Hey, wait up! I'm coming! Okay, I know, lame. Now, I'm drinking a glass of chocolate milk. It's nice.

You know what? My grandmother knows that Zulfadhli is my boyfriend! (: