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we went to the gym for pe. my hands were like in complete shock. chemistry practical was damn bomb. the mock spa was so unfamiliar in process and concept. i couldn't stuff the rubber bung into the flask, so i had to ask mr gwee to help me, and in the end i couldn't pluck it out. oh wow mr sze wasn't here today, so no physics! i was so tired during maths.

i know already. you will be at the last classroom on level 7 every friday when i'm having physics and maths tutorial.

i'm beginning to dislike chamber. i'll have to miss class tomorrow and on friday for the opening ceremony's rehearsals. and i'm so completely unimpressed with the way this has been organised. hear me roar.

everyone likes to play the 'pretend' game. the make-believe world does have its attractions. but whilst many people fantasise their happy ending, most never get them. we could do with more smiles.

after all, the most meaningful things in life are said softly.

maestro john farrer