Love you

Omgosh, I love you 180 !! You are just too lovely for me. Its a passing mark for band 4 and its what I aim for at least. Grrr~ As all beings know, my english is so-not-that-good, haha. Lose quite a lot of marks at the speaking part, reminds me about that particular incident, arghh forget about it, its already the past, at least I got what I wanted.

My mid year exam paper is just too lousy. Dont feel like talking about it. Especially my maths result, the worst I ever had in my life. I know someone feels like slapping me, come ahead, you shall get it from me first. Every time I complain about how my results goes, there must be someone there interrupting me. I feel like eating up that person. Maybe I should just close my paper and shutup every time I get my paper. Oh ya, im pretty mad now.

Talking about how amazing things change after 7 years. Yupppp.. finally a successful gathering for the 6 monkeys class last saturday night which eventually kinda celebrating while attending one of our classmate wedding. Its a wedding buffet dinner and we are the noisiest among her guess. 30 out of 50 monkeys attending and its an awesome night. Seeing how classmate change as they grown. Well im the only left which is not growing I guess. Time to pick up some dress and learn about makeup. Maybe I seriously need those common knowledge.

I taught you understand me. Like others say great expectation comes great disappointment. 181, 180 needs you.