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Monday, February 1, 2010
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Im tired now.
School> Cheerleading> Outram> Home.
Things to do:
-Fucking tamil compo and compre.
-Geography ws
-Amath
-Emath
-F&N test tmr.
-Chemistry test on thursday.
-Emath test on friday?
-& the only thing left now is to jump down the building.
Monday
During SS, Cheryl and Valerie went crazy.

After school headed to the cake shop to purchase a blueberry waffle for myself with Sulastri. Then at about 3.15pm left school to stadium. On the way, we saw a group of QSS guys. They saw me and Sulas and said hi. And I was like smiling at them didnt know what to do. We continue walking to the stadium. I turn back to look for the guys, they say me. Hehe, they said hi, but very loud this time. And wah, I tell you, theres this realy hot malay guy in that group. Hot like wad siol. Cannot take it aready. And yeah, once they say hi, I quickly turn infront and started walking. After I reach even more further than the guys, I turn back. They were like still looking at us. Hehehe. Training was alright. Coach was praising me all the while when I did my best. She even said that my timing all have improved. Was so proud of myself. But before coach left the stadium, she asked me whether my thighs and butt were pain. Then I was like no? Then she say "You are not pushing yourself." -.- Imagine how I feel. Its true la but at first I was like so happy. Then now I feeel like the whole training went for a waste. No gain, no lose. Tsk, nehmind. Try harder next time Hasina. Kay anyway, went back home with Jiamin and Trisha.

While training, there was a ang moh soccer team training. I heard they were from spanish and brazil. Wah, I tell you, few guys there look like Jay Sean. The hair cut, the shape of the face etc. But the only thing which was diffrent was the skin colour! They were too fair. My team went 1 big round around the track. Then I purposly I look at the players. Got 1 african guy. His hair was awesome, dreaklocks. Like Bob Marley. Is just that the player was more skinnier. He stare at me. I smile at him. Later on he smile. :) Then I smile back. I walk further and further from him. I turn back. He look at me. He smile at me. Hehehehhehehe. I smile back. Continued smiling but the bushes there distracted. Tsk! Nehmind. Hasina, try harder in the next training. Actually african guys are not bad if they are very tall and skinny.

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Monday, February 01, 2010




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Will be up sooon.

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Photobucket HASINA FARIGEES, as you know. God's little princess
7th April, too cool for you B)
Just an ordinary girl living in this earth. I am responsible for no one but myself. I got a big ego.My life isn't fantastic but I'm blessed with what I have today. Imma cheerleader
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I want this. I want that. Will be up soon too.