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Friday, January 14, 2005

Today's really exciting. I don't know how to say it, but it's Mr. Raja's birthday today. We gave him a surprise with lights off, popping plastic bags and a paper cake with 1 candle. Of course, no birthday will ever lack a birthday number. We sang and he practically smiled from ear to ear.
Oh my God!! I 'nearly' cried. It's so touching. Mr Raja is the worst teacher but he has his own ways of manipulating us. I can't blame him.

Humans are just so surprising some times.

Anyway, val and I went to Jurong Point to get sijie's pressie. It's tough job but we made it through. Haha. My shoulders ached with the continuous pressure of my bag. It somewhat seemed to keep increasing- the weight of the bag. Well, I'm jaded for now. Tomorrow morning I have sjab. Sick and tired of uniform groups. How I wish that time could pass so fast that I've reached 21.