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Ello Gov'Ner!
WARNING This is MY blog. I'm the one with the final word in here.Virtual Dictatorship, much? Good.1word.Ironfist.HUNNI

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MohamedHaniffa A person. No life. Closer To Death-> 27/10.Nuff Said.

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Monday, March 2, 2009

Sometimes people leave you.
Halfway through the wood.
Others may decieve you.
You decide whats good.
You decide alone.
But no one is alone.


So i got back my Poetry results today. Scored pretty well, bearing in mind the highest was 18. I got 13. Not too bad, but there's certainly room for improvement. I keep getting comments from Miss A to go deeper when analyzing the poems. I tried to, honestly, but time was just not on my side. Thanks to 1 hour and block test stress. Ok, I'm giving excuses.I still have to rant about the little good for nothing orphan, Pip. He's such a cute loser. Nuff Said.

Vish Makes Use Of Me. Period.
:(


Truly,
Hunni.

P.S. VISH! Remind me to get $$ from you for printing your noteS! :D

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