Made a horizontal rocket today. It went the furthest out of any other group in my class. To be honest, I was thinking, I can't believe I ahve to work with thee loser, I ain't ever gonna win, and we were probably the last people expecting out rocket to go a far as it did. It went really far, by the way, have I already said that? My ma asked me how it i lifted up and I answered, obviously th air pumped into the bottle will exerts the water out and this creates a momentum that will lift the rocket. I have no idea what I'm saying o'course. It's probably true anyway. So, tomorrow we're gonna make another rocket, but one that will go upwards for a long time. That means parachute people. And Amal and Fariezah asked me to call

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Gotta complain somewhere, everybody has blog, is jealous, must create one for the sake of it. I really hate my school. And I'm not as pretty as I should be. Why am I not this Zhang Ziyi-Shu Qi pretty little virgin? And my baby sister's getting prettier than me. Got weird facial things on my face. Hasnul's smarter than me, that urgh of a cyborg. My boobs are staying at a size B, forever, damn it, I should add 5 kilos, must drink some Weightgain. Izuddin doen't fancy me as much as I do him, and he smokes, which is way uncool, the fecking loser, and he probably thinks I've coupled with this finished-school-already idiot which I haven't, no way, but I hate Izzuddin now so it's all good.

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