black madonna

i suck at filling up forms and i am getting tremendous amount of stress thinking about my almost completed registration forms from my poly...*haiz*

i will not play soccer until i get my shit worked out...coz soccer takes up a bloody whole day and i will be left with no more time to consult my father to help with the forms!!

rained yesterday...soccer wasnt great...it smelt like urine with a tinge of mud and wet grass...so i returned home with a funky (and i mean really FUNKY!) kinda smell...well it isnt that bad...

seriously the smell was that bad but i hated it near the goalpost...smelt like a bloody cattle farm!

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slacked with Father Bear and Kamalamak till 11.30pm...well thats wat i call a real time waster...talking about Father Bear's registration for O Levels and ways to optimise study time and memory...well...i dunno...its entirely up to Father Bear to decide which path to embark his repeat journey to gain s'pore's certificate that holds the future(hehe...exaggeration) under British watchful eye...then talked about Father Bear's blog which is hot with the topic of girls fancy guys with money and looks...

but seeing the situation in this world...i guess looks is always the reason coz looks is a relative term to each individual...a certain person may like a mixed looking person...while another may like an exotic looking person...those kinda stuff...

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i hate poly registration forms