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Name's Tasha
If you haven't figured it out, I am a girl
I am a 'writer'
'Student'
'Hopeless Romantic'
Where's my chocolate???!!!

The lady walked over to my desk and stuck her hand under the desk.She took out a piece of folded paper and went through it.I thought "What the hell?Where'd that come from?"."That's not mine!I don't know how it got there!" I told the lady,almost on the verge of tears.She gestured to another lady to come and check the paper.They concluded that it was physics notes.All the while I was saying "I don't know how it got there!Its not mine!".The lady smiled at me and said "It's ok ,just continue with your paper".I took her words and continued with my EST paper.All through the paper my mind was flooded with questions.Why?Who?How?

Nope it is not the latest thriller Im working on.This seriously happened during my Est paper this morning.Why on earth would I cheat during Est of all things?Thats like my A1 subject plus cheat during SPM?I may be stupid but Im not THAT stupid!I have no idea how that freaking piece of paper got there.Could someone seriously hate me so much that they would frame me?If so,I hope god will punish that person.What goes around comes around.One things for sure...It's definitely a girl.No guys handwriting is as tiny and neat as that.It just goes to show you that you can't really trust anyone...no matter how much you want to believe that the world is not so bad.I felt so humiliated when they mentioned they gave me an amaran...And it's not even my fault!I just needed to get that outta my system.

I don't know how Im going to face my sejarah...All I can cough up now is papyrus....Mesir right?Lol.Its amazing how I can laugh at a time like this.You notice how it is when parents especially mothers say they dont wanna nag but they still do it anyway.I know my mom means well but sometimes its a bit too much to bear.She thinks im not putting in enough effort...who knows maybe Im not?But whose to say whether I do put it in?She said she knows my limitations.Well,if so,why put me in the science stream if you know Im no good?I feel so tired nowadays that all I wanna do is sleep.In fact,after I read a bit of Maths thats exactly what Im gonna do.Do you think Im overconfident?If thats so why do I feel like crying?

Yana,me and Iza.

Blah,my student life.Just read a story in the star newspaper on a kid from the aunts point of view.I agree with the author.If you keep calliing a kid stupid,think of the damage to the kids self esteem.We have plenty of examples to choose from people!Read Tapirs blog and thank you for the praise my dear.Perhaps I will take up the offer;).I can act AND do everything else to right?I can see it now...Anastassia Irina in a role opposite Adrien Brody...name up in lights...*jaded look on face*...but that's prob all it'll ever be...dreams?Im praying that they're not going to sell the VCD of the performance...ze horror!Im so tired right now.I don't know whether its the medicine or the exhaustion.My activities for today were 9 till 1.15-physics,3 till 4.15-bm,4.15 till 6.30-physics...tell me how exactly should I react when my parents say "Hmm,Tasha,tak study ke?Exam dah dekat tu..."?I would enjoy nothing more than to get on a rooftop and scream my heart out as to quote from Lost Prophets.I've got another 6 days to go through then...and it doesn't help that my body aches like mad!Now I know why they call it breakdancing...you break everything,ouch.Pei ru!Is it me or is this pain like magnified 5 times than usual?Oh yeah,concerning the year end events...Prom seems to be on ppls mind more than SP-something.A certain nice shoed dude has contacted me recently,as well as a certain pet bro.Fear not my fellow hartmasians...ok,mostly my darling loverlies;),Im gonna throw a big bash for those not attending prom.Don't get me wrong,proms gonna be fun too.A party has to have the right people,right?Oh yea,Myra's back!Yay!Her b'days in about 3 hours or so?Too bad,I'll be so busy racking my brain I won't have time to celebrate with her...sigh.Such is the life of a dreamer.Speaking of dreams,mine have been getting reaallly,realllly weird lately.Aliens,assasins and air ducts...you do the math.

Aloha my lil buttercups.Today's performance went well enough considering me being sick.I know,again you say?Sigh,I have a weak ass immune system.Anyways,I was parading in my VERY bright pink baju kurung.I think I've heard the phrase "I thought you were a teacher" more than 10 times today!I can really pass of as a makcik/teacher I guess.At least I got to see Pn.Manmeet just now.I feel so tired...and tomorrow I shall have to carry my desk and chairs down to hall...so quickly eh?Hmmmm....maybe if I bat my eyelashes,I can get some guy to carry it down for me?EEEK!No!It sounds too disturbing...and horrifying!Oh Nami did the celebrity look alike thing for herself and friends...I like mine just fine actually.I'll put it up with Nami's permission;).I don't really have that much to say.So Yebz!

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