It's a issue of Rockstars.

I told myself to do an entry whenever I can come online due to this irritating on-off connections of mine.
So here I am, letting my fingers fly through the keyboard, and seeing alphabets appearing on the screen, and some disappearing, as well.

As promised,
Thanks a bunch, Lee Ann!
For the blouse!!!

Honestly, thanks a bunch, many many!

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Anywayz, I was out to study and I was sitting at a seat, which is near the glass wall. From my view, there's this group of middle-aged people on the other side of the glass wall, and they were signalling each other.

Common sense, plus basic education will be able to let you know that they are unable to speak, otherwise called mutes.

So, I looked at them for a while, and continued in my mathematics paper.

Then, when I was almost done and decided to go, there's this two ladies, in their twenties, came in and settled down on a table diagonally across, and had their drinks. I didn't bothered about them, only until I've heard them talking very loudly (I tried not to listen, but they were seriously too loud).

One of the ladies went smth like..
the lady on the left: I think fake one lah.
the other one: but then, if fake, they signal signal, not tired meh?
the lady on the left: fake one lah. fake.
the other one: yalorh.

It wasn't difficult to know/understand what they're talking about, as they were pointing and looking in the direction to the group of people sitting outside who're signalling away.

There's only one thing and one word that came to my mind, that instant;

Karma.

What else can I say?

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Good morning people.
Tillagain.

Mathematics kills.

Okay, before I can type either a long chunks of words, or even to the extent of getting an essay down, on how INTERESTING my life is nowadays with the coming major examinations with the eggciting study trips I have made and ended up messaging Handsome, because I have experienced something really traumatising...
I have to get ready to go out, with my family.

Oh.
No prizes for guessing what's traumatising me, though.

Ahyes,
I was heeding my FAVOURITE mathematics teacher's advice and got into the SEAB website, and checked on the syllables for my mathematics papers.

I opened the Adobe.gif file, loaded it, and I got the shock of my life.
(Okay, I was just exaggerating)

Pah, can I drop my mathematics, pretty please!
):<

Uhr yes. One last thing:
Take note of the sarcasms used in this entry, please.
Tillagain.