Thursday, October 18, 2007
MRS BOEY IS AN INSANE BITCH!
omg i ttly hate her.
she scares the living shit outta me lah pls.
shes all angry wid me for ponning her stupid classes.
oh and today yvonne and i were laughing at how she the national anthem.
this is how is goess...
prefect- We, the citizens of Singapore, Pledge ourselves as one united ppl.
mrs boey- wethecitizensofsingaorepledgeourselvesasoneunitedpplregardlessofracelangugeorreligiontobuildademocraticsocietybasedonjusticeandequalitysoastoacheivehappinessproperityandprogressforournation.
prefect- Regardless of race, languge, or religion
mrs boey- *pauses*
prefect- To build a democratic society, based on justice and equality
mrs boey- wethecitizensofsingaorepledgeourselvesasoneunitedpplregardlessofracelangugeorreligiontobuildademocraticsocietybasedonjusticeandequalitysoastoacheivehappinessproperityandprogressforournation.
prefect- so as to acheive happiess, properity and progress for our nation omg so danm funny lahh
and her national anthem is like
marrrrrrrrr-reeeee-kayyyyy-tayyyyyyy-yayyyyyyyy-yaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-sinnnnnn-garrrrrr-pooooo-raaaaaa-sarhhhhshe drags like everything ok. so danm retarded
she's got mental prblems
and she's after ME!
dumdumdumdummmmm
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post exam activities for the last 3 days.
best one was the soccer. i was in the hannah team (:
hannah so ego go and make the team name after her..
but yeah. we ttly kicked all the loser team's asses.
but we tied for first. then watermelons won.
stupid watermelons
we ttly kicked more ass than they did.
that was yesterday.. when i got home i had a fever
):
but i got better. so today we had beatboxing.
it was quite ok. quite fun?]
actually the only fun things were listening to the coach (who is like. great) beatbox and playing hannah's games..
yah. orcharded after that. told my parents i was in school making posters..
(y'know, hannah says i wont go to heaven :0 HORRIBLE HANNAH!)
on the bus hannah told us bout her retardedly sart friend joshua. zomg u should see his blog.
this is a clippit:
In my mind, a swirling mess, a smörgåsbord of color in an everlasting whirlpool, spinning, dizzying. Flickers of shadow rear and leap as the music rises, coiling and melding with my soul. My heart fills with a whipping frenzy drawn from the darkest depths of sanity, struggling to loose itself and reign free. and hannah says he's forever talking like that.
like what kinda freak talks like that?
and instead of KISSING; he says "exchanging fluid" or some crap.
and hannah said that nicholos said she was a good kisser (fluid exchanger)
ok. HAHAHAHAHAHAH.
so at wisma
we had yummy yummy breadtalk. yumyum.
and then went fox. SO DANM PISSED LAHH
THE SALE IS OH SO OVER LAHH!
i wanted to punch smthn. throw smthn. but i refrained...
went to this shop, did not buy anything. tried on sun hats.
those posh ones. and hannah had a sudden urge to take photos of us and her for her facebook.
took a pic of me and her in our coolio hats. and stupid shopkeeper said no photos..they just lost a customer
BELOW!

(i look so old and tired ): )
BLAHBLAHBLAH did stuf..
did more stuff.
and HOMED!
laalal.
3mrw we get back all our papers
i wanna die. SOOOO FRIGGIN SCARED LAHH!
i bet i screwed everything up.
and also today we realised that karishma really REALLY likes hannah.
telling her how pretty she is like everyday.. hour.
and she even said hannah's pimples were cute..
HAHAHAAHAHHAHA to hannah..