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IRENE CHEEN,




I'm eighteen, I wouldn't claim myself to be 'short' at 5"2.5 but I do wish to be taller sometimes. My greatest fear of life is being alone for too long & being around tight spaces(Claustrophobic). I am a crossed legged that loves cuddles, piggybacks, tea, foul words, animals, acid wash colours, music, ADTR, poetry, alone, horror, long walks, conversations, smell of rain, old books, random midnight roadtrips, James Frey, wolves, piercings, and FOOD.







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Tuesday, March 10, 2009

How I wish English paper will always be like this. Doable.


Science exam never been this fun before. Happy Copying wishes was gave out right before the paper. The first time since a long time(PMR night to be exact), I brunt the midnight oil to study. Yes, I did. 2 cups of tea really worked my ass off.

Before tell you what nightmare decided to fall on me after school, I shall just keep on going with the pretty side of things. English & Science paper was super fun not until it was Moral. I think I did only 3 question out of 30. Good Luck failing, Irene. After 20minutes of Brainstorming none-stop, I gave up. Noticed half of the moral student is sleeping. Yes, i joined them. haha. Ah, I miss Science, we were copying like no ones fault & laughing our hearts out.

The Whisper laughter:

Matthew: I look like Dracula.



I: eh, so cool can take picture!
Yasmin: hahaha.





Intan: If I get A, you should know why
I: I won't be surprise if all of our answers are the same.


Genius work, that's why.


This is what happen after school:

Aunt: Eh help me to take my bad on top there.
I: ah. *reaches to the top*
*Aunt slams door with full force*
I: *screams, cry, screams, cry*

went SJMC to check up. Internal Bleeding like Shit. Super Red, It burns, It hurts. Stupid doctor go press like his pressing cotton which was fucking pain. Screamed my lungs out. Now I can hardly put my hands up to wear my shirt.

The day I got my arm slammed by the car door. wtf.