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Sunday, March 30, 2008
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Oh my Lord...France!!

I know I shouldn't really be excited at this point of time but I truly can't help it. I mean, I really want to do well for my o levels and everything, but seeing Anouk, Mostafa, Pedro, Frederik, Clara, Hans, Sarah, Sussanah, Paarma, etc leave and the fact that I'm always left behind is shit. And now, I get to leave...I mean, I can't help but feel ecstatic. I mean, wouldn't you?
French, the language of Romance isn't exactly looking friendly to me right now, with all the grammar and the proverbs. Freaking bloody hell, how on earth am I going to survive IF I go there.
God, how pitiful, the big IF still plays an important part in my role as a student.
I'm filling up the mindless pages of the application forms right now and I truly can't think of what I should right. Uhh "oh wow, my family and friends like love me", blonde much? And apparently, if I go to school there, I'd be in year ten, aaargh, how sad is that, I've just left Malaysia as a graduate and yet I return as a student.
Saaaad.

this is what the website for AFS France says;
"Classe de Seconde (10th grade) This is the first year of high school. Compulsory subjects : French literature, two foreign languages, history and geography, maths, physics and chemistry, biology, economics, sports. "
NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

represent Malaysia yo !

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as you can see, I'm starting to feel the French feeling.


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