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Monday, August 14, 2006' 8/14/2006 09:59:00 PM

It is amazing how horrible my English can be. The phrasings that i do are super Melayu oriented and i now have the new term of FUZZY sentences to describe the way i write, thanks to mrs lawrence who marked my english paper. It was her, right? Should be. Oh well, on the bright side, for the first time in my entire life, i managed to attain a Credit for New South Wales writing competition. I have never gotten anything higher than a Cert of Participation for NSW Eng writing comps since the primary 3 or 4 onwards. The cert made my day.

I just remembered about the weird girl i met at Mcds the day i went for flag day. She was uber weird.
I was done with my payment for the breakfast meal so i stood at the closed counter right beside the opened counter. So i stood there beside Shahidah, on my left, who was still waiting to pay for the food. Then this rather big, (syn yeow the female version, no offence) girl suddenly stood behind me thinking i was queuing. Then, more people started standing in a line behind her. So i decided, why not do this girl and the rest of the people a favour by telling the girl that the counter was closed and that i was only waiting for my cup of water. She was so scary. She made weird noises while standing behind me. To be exact, she was making horny sounds behind me, as though she was having an orgasm or smth. It didnt dawn on me at first that she was probably slightly retarded because she looked normal in her uniform, and she was also holding a tin with stickers. So i turned around and said, "I'm sorry, are you queuing? This counter is closed. So you might want to queue there." Apparently, she's a little slow. She totally ignored me and i felt really embarrassed because people were staring. And then like God knows how many minutes later, she replied in a very creepy voice, "the counter is not closed..."
I was so creeped out. Finally Shahidah paid and we both moved away from that area. Only then, the girl believed that the counter was closed. She moved to the line next to her. And so did the rest.
Wonder what goes on in her brain. Belo -_-

America's Next Top Model has already started.
Olevel is only 80 days away, sec 1 orientation still feels like it was just yesterday.
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