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wHat iS tHe pRoBabiLiTy oF a qUiEt pErSoN a dEeP peRson?!
Friday, April 22, 2005
freak... i've actually typed a long type of entry and it's gone.. pissed off.. this shall be short then.. anyway i was complaining the stupid probability tutorial that drove me crazy over the past few days. all i can think of now is fractions and decimals.. i can even remember that 20C3 is 1140 how scary is that.. oh yah.. mrs chan commented that i'm too naive and need to read more newspapapers to gain more knowledge on how complex the world can be.. haixx.. i feel so shallow.. is it true that quiet people are deep people? or do they just have nothing to say? i guess i'm an example of a talkative person and yet know nothing. yeah fine i'm a bimbo -_- by the way i was supposed to go gym just now, but the scorching heat outside was so unbearable that i decided to get back to my comfy home asap. Yup together with 2 ben and jerry's as ice blended from coffee bean :) i shall work extra hard at amore tmr or perhaps a gym session before that. It's high time to get into shape~


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--Merci tout le monde--
Friday, April 22, 2005

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