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Nurul Imma Wong
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Griffith Primary [98]
Pasir Ris Primary [98-03]
Tanjong Katong Secondary School [04-07]
Saint Andrews Junior College [08-09]
National University of Singapore [10-]
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    Saturday, August 9, 2008

    i cant believe i'm developing half of my US pictures onli now. thank god for the thumbdrive or i'll be dead. the onli thing i have left of my time in the US are the photo's, memories and soveniours. I MISS THE US. i still cant believe that i actually went there. times sq. like omg. it somehow looks different on TV. haha. but it still RAWKS.

    i cant seem to concentrate i dunno y. i keep having careless mistakes in my math revision. its always the signs-as in +, -, x, /. i dunno y. keep mixing them up. the feeling is so frustrating. its like, i was thinking of a - and i always rite +. god. someone help me. but the other subs are ok, thank god. someone must have jinx me for maths. ADMIT IT. hahaha. i'm crazie.

    i wanna go out but i cant. i will feel super guilty. haha. promo's are like so near and all my other friends are like banned from going out so i cant cuz i have no one to go out with. thats kinda sad. i dunno y but i feel so slack now. shit. IMMA DUN BE COMPLACENT. i scared complacency will kill me. haix.

    omg.there're showing HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 2. i wanna go watch! hahahahaha. my ten millionth time. oh well. i seriously shud be studying!!!

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