i can't even tag my own tagboard.wth?!

there's mass pe tmr and there's pe too.ugh.to summarize,there's school tmr.but on the bright side,its the last day of the week.tmr's also meet the parents.which really means meet your fate.whatever your fate is,it lies in the teacher's mouth.i don't feel like going for meet the parents tmr.i want to come home and sleep.i really need some sleep.badly.

i can't concentrate anymore.when i close my eyes it brings me back.i wonder why?must my brain make me feel guilty of how i reacted?i never felt a thing then.but now i do.its such a torture.i close my eyes and it just brings me back.need a break.

today was awful.going to school for orientation.i wonder which idiot was the one who said the new school was resort-like.the person must be a great idiot.worse still,since there's only one bus to kallang mrt,everybody will be crowding the bus stop after school.and we'll have to hope for plenty of bus 26 to be able to get home.lucky i have a straight bus.(: but,hitting town will be a hassle.

after school i went to charmant's aunt's house to get a bunchful of clothes and shoes.the house was quite nice i must say.the interior design was pretty.anyway,we took a taxi to her house and guess what?the taxi driver asked us to buckle up,which we did almost immediately and told us that now,in every taxi,there is a voice recorder.yes.you know why?to record those quarrels that passengers have with the drivers.so,better mind your words on the taxis now.though if you mutter some profanity just before you alight,thn he probably won't be able to record.still,its safest to utter no profanities and just use some hard vocabulary shit.

reminds me of my shittiful taxi rides.there was once this taxi driver,who cheated.totally ok.i asked him to take me to church,at dunman road.this idiotic ass took me all the way to geyland serai,turned into joochiat which was jammed and then to dunman.that assssssssssss.sucks like shit.

beware these taxi drivers.they rob you.literally.

oh,look what audrey found in friendster.it is so interesting.lol.

Friendster has been chewed up and spit out like
bad bacon by Singaporeans. Why? The bad use of
English, the act of retardedism and most
importantly, the disgusting and unfathomable
pictures of you guys acting cute.

Puffing up your cheeks DOES NOT make you look
cute. It just emphasises on how you're trying to
hold back a burp. You look like a pufferfish. A
moronic pufferfish.

Taking a shot from the top is alright, but do not
ever open your eyes super wide and act cute.
Never. It freaks people out, gives hentai lovers a
description of how you're begging to get your face
sprayed all over with cum. Oh yeah, you look like
a dog too. My dog. So bark?

DO NOT EVER DO HAND GESTURES. It just
symbolises on your stupidity and how you are
trying so hard to speak 'Retard' in sign language.

euu; miie; blahblahblahinserthereenlongatedword.
They are creative, so to speak, but when you write
compositions, you don't spell them like that, do
you? I'd rather you take the time to spell every
word correctly and leave a good impression on
foreigners, than leave your dimwit-slime all over.

Get your grammar and vocabulary right. "Love
hurts", not "Love hurt".

What is up with the how "moii" thing? Moi is a
french word - stop abusing that word, lest the
french invade. Do you actually use that word in
your real life conversations? Do you know how to
pronounce it? And if you do, it's not "mu-oi".
It's "muah", you moron.

I merely want you all to change for the better of not
only the country, but for your own sake too. But
hey, read on.

Whoever doesn't sign admits the fact that he/she
has condemned himself or herself to my list of so-
to-speak dumbpricks and/or crackheads. Inducing
on that fact, you are also welcome to my full list of
insults, garbage and junk.If I have offended any of
you, you are a loser as you are easily agitated by
just an internet mail.

To my friends: If you do type/act like the above,
please try to change. I'm not forcing, just
requesting. If not, meh.
LOL.

i feel like drinking my father's heinekein beer.one lonely can in the refridgerator.how tempting.but if i drink it,it'd be super obvious.unless of cos i go and buy one can from seven eleven.but you see,i can't.

something is weighing heavily on my mind.

i can't stop thinking abt it.what kind of teacher would ask you if your cca or your religion is more important?

i really can't stop thinking abt it.





i think i just need a new brain.

lifehouse:take me away.

this time all i want is you
there is no one else
who can take your place
this time your burned me with your eyes
you see past all the lies
you take it all away

i've seen it all
and it's never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you

take me away
take me away
i've got nothing left to say
just take me away

i try to make my way to you
but still i feel so lost
i don't know what else i can do

i've seen it all
and it's never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you

take me away
take me away
i've got nothing left to say
just take me away

don't give up on me yet
don't forget who i am
i know i'm not there yet
but don't let me stay here alone

this time all i want is you
there is no one else
who can take your place
i've seen enough
and its never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you

take me away
take me away
i've got nothing left to say
just take me away

you thought you knew me inside out huh.

back from church!home sweet home it is.XD

yesterday was totally packed.got up at like 645am to go to GBC for conference.i tell you,it was really boring.well,that was for the couse that i got posted too.after lunch was so much better!we played games and stuff and i was being an idiot,as usual.so it was just play after lunch til four fifteen.then i left for newton mrt station where mel picked me up.

i watched meet the fockers.yeah yeah,so you watched it at the movies.well,i didn't cos i'm underaged and i'm (to put it in good words) too young looking or (to put it in blunt words) i'm too short.take your pick.we watched mean girls too.i know,i was bored stiff.it was my third time watching that movie.ate jelly!love lots.and guess what i slept on?a beanbag.i slept on a beanbag for the night.it was comfortable.i could hardly feel the floor.but i would've done better if the dog was sleeping beside me,but no,snooky slept with gerald because cheryl was afraid of the dog.seriously,its so cute,how could she?LOL.too bad anyway.

going to amos' (my cousin) house tonight.will get to play with the drums and pugsly.

small dogs are cute.but if they are not potty trained,i'll change my mind.>.<

i'm so blatantly happy!i know that sounds weird,but still,i'm happy!

cos i got my lifehouse:stanley climbfall cd today.mua ha!

ok.i'll shut up about that.btw,thanks john!just remember to remove the pricetag on presents should you buy anyone anything in the future!XD

first aid was crap today.learnt to do cpr.i think i can't do cpr to anyone.i don't like the idea of breathing into someone you utterly don't know at all.ooh,but if its a really cute guy with straight white teeth,you never know!hahah.e.g.josh hartnett or om,amos.LOL.ok.i should really stop fantasizing!

took some shots today.retarded me in bandages and sucking my thumb like a big baby.sorry,but i have my hobbies!i also took some shots of faith2/1 2004 classroom.i really really miss our graffiti board lots!it was a prettaye masterpiece.i took a picture of the 4 dreamerz corner because i sat in sec one.and i took a picture of the green staircase and the powerpoint we used in class to charge our pdas and handphones.(:tmr i'll trademark that powerpoint and take a picture of it.that classroom will be fondly remembered.of cos i will miss my current classroom,but its not going to be gone so who cares.but i'll really really miss my table.my beloved vandalised-with-pretty-scribbles table.it has my beloved footprint!my beloved superman and kevin too!

i guess they'll stay engraved in my mind as memories after the place is gone.they must never fade away!

i really miss the old kong hwa school.the one which i studied in in 1997.it was so cosy and old!i miss the little toads in the pond and the coridoor i used to run along when ppl teased me of my cast.(i had fractured my finger).i miss the big field we played big bad wolf in.i miss sitting in the pri1/5 row with 1/6 in front.i could always talk to my friends in that class.and 1/4 behind.

its now macpherson primary school.but at least the primary3 and 4 block is still around!i just realised so many people won't get what i'm talking about.):

i'll make it simple,i love old buildings!

i think that shattered dream is better than a complete one.

had my project work presentation today.went to the playground to play with jeannette!then these three primary six girls from canossa convent stole my swing.wa lao,i was abt to sit when she stared at me,grabbed the chain and plomped her sickening ass onto the sit.wth?

i need to crash the arcade.its been a while since i played my table soccer,puck and daytona.very long while.i think i suck at it now.no worries,i'm still the reigning queen of puck i think.hahah.

i kind of regret it now,why we gave so much money for the tsunami victims.i don't think they need that much money.what happened to the 6 million jews who were killed?what happened to the cambodians after the polpot regime?hello,nothing.am i digressing?i think i am.whatever.i need to sleep like a pig again.

under my sheets i go with the aircom blasting!

it feels more perfect,ironically.