benefit of all doubts.

so it's been a...

``m.i.L.k. laine. says:
she didn't accept
i cannot tahan my haemodialysis one most
definitely must see the skema
maybe we should attack her and photocopy the skema first before she comes into class
so when she comes in we can shoot everything at her.

and

everyone: i wrote so much and she gave me a *inserts undeserving marks*
mel: i even DREW the diagram of the dialysis machine!
jet: OH ME TOO ME TOO! -shoves his bio paper at us-

...week. you know how it's like

i must say, jet, your "KENNY" is toooooo HAWT that he shouldnt endure kidney failure in the first place! XD

whoa, my dad felt a slight tremor as he was driving back to home. the impact of indonesia's earthquake at magnitude 6 or so. thank god he was alright. my maid thinks hari kiamat is coming, she's been droning on and on about this since the landslide. i'm all the way up in this secluded bukit, so i felt absolutely nothing. may god bless the world.

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on an unrelated note, i feel relieved.

all that anxiety over the entire raya hols are bygones! worrying about my careless mistakes, about being the only one with the odd experiments, about getting the format wrong...

bla bla bla, CTRL+Z them and look at the bigger picture --
spm is looming in fif-freaking-ty days! baffling! the last time i counted, it was 125. time amazes me. =.=

currently in the world of dan brown's lost symbol. looking at the speed i'm reading, which is obviously not 30 minutes per page marc, it might take up to a week UNLESS i have an entire day's off. have not reached the climax yet, therefore it's not so much of a page-turner for me. i get distracted so i easily put the book down.

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so in just one day (or maybe even 10 minutes), i'm officially in M.I.L.K. -- a clique that we came up with out of serious boredom.

IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE JUST LAINE, MEL AND I. we were boogling at our initials M L K when i finally decided to call it MILK just to complete it.

then IAN with his brilliant capital I came into the picture and somehow "perfected" our new clique/group/pact/whatever it's called.

hence MILK we are.

usually in an organization like this, we'll need proof of identity and beliefs. so we exploited the old deco for COOKE's tent, which have been long abandoned at the back of the class.

VOILA! THE FRIENDSHIP TOKENS FOR MILK!

SUPERBLY LAME LEVEL 100!

and i looked superbly ugly but.. this picture has to go up because

notice how we were sitted according to the jewel's arrangement? -points above-

ian: my finger's big larh..
(not like it helped you to get rid of us three girls from forcing your finger into the picture)

ian's finger was trembling and he was having difficulty balancing the jewel on his finger. ._____./
excuses.

yet i pity him for having to put up with our nuisance. he's a guy. A FREAKING MAN WITH GREAT AMOUNT OF EGO WITHIN.

LAINE'S FACE WAS SO OILY THAT SHE DID NOT HAVE A SINGLE TROUBLE HAVING THE JEWEL STICKING FIRMLY ONTO HER FOREHEAD! HAH!

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discussed physics paper with puan R and she gave us a long lecture on how to score like ian teng 50 days before your spm. or so i think.

puan R: you must think deep into the question! THINK LIKE IAN, he thinks deep, straight into the solenoid! -does some hand gestures-
laine: maybe because he belongs in the solenoid after all...

ROFLMAO!

OH MY GOD y'know what! i was sitting down on the couch with my legs folded in parallel when i realised my thighs have this rash-like blood clots. instantly drifted my mind to haemophilia and panicked. (i'm known for jumping into early conclusions) then i remembered the game we played in class (concentration!!!) which involved hitting our laps =.= hahaha~

today was an eventful day, very happening.
and my conscience tells me that i should be studying.