all is bull. all sucks like a really efficient dyson.

i stayed late for DT and did nothing. no work. i sat and wasted lead. that was all. then, walkign to the coach park, i splashed my stone khakis in mud water. and i can't even do anything in the DT lesson tomorrow, cos the teacher's vigilating the arwright scholarship exam which goes on for ever.

the singing chinese first year, you know? i don't know her name. (its some obsure chinese thing. says lok.) but she knows mine. and she keeps greeting my in the corridor and saying my name. today she was like,

"hi lok! i like what you're wearing!"

and i'm like

"hi! i like what you're wearing too. great colour."

lame. i didn't even notice what she was wearing until she complimented me. and find out her name already!

either she knows it and does it on purpose to guilt-trip me, or i'm paranoid, or i have a groupie.

slightly cheered up by smallville, though. lex's little brother is here. spells good, apparently.

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