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.Monday, July 31, 2006 ' 1:00 pm Y

This week was smelly shit. Aside from staying back till evening in school everyday.

Finally realised that ______ is SUPER childish and bloody prejudiced. Fancy pointing her finger at me, accusing me of stuff I didn't say, and twisting the whole story. Complain, gossip, hate me, ignore me and go whine, childish bitch. Like, how old is she? Hopefully the people she complaint to, will think she's arrogant and childish.

And _______ treats me like a venting-anger machine. Call me a traitor. WOW. So she MUST be a retarded bitch then. It's only a small mistake, and what? She screamed, pulled my tie and slammed the door at my face. Went out of point when she scolded me. Bloody noisy. Get me off the councilor's board then. I'll be more than grateful. No one will help her carry out duties, no one will help her run errands, and no one will hear her being damn noisy.

*

I realised that, when something good happens to me or appears in my life, I'll get something bad in return.

We'll not live like this. They will try to bury us with false manifestoes, inscribe us in wars against false enemies but we'll sing songs about dying from loving the wrong cowboy and gospel; our bodies will burn in effigies of promise. I swear. -Ibi Kaslik-




.Monday, July 24, 2006 ' 4:50 am Y

Faking makes life harder.
Speak for yourself.
Be appreciative.



.Sunday, July 16, 2006 ' 5:21 am Y

I'm supposed to be doing my f&n homework now but heck, I feel like blogging.

Yesterday was 'Councillor Investiture' day. Felt so nervous when I went up on stage and Jasmine commented that I walked like a robot. Heh. It was quite badly organised as the juniors did not know when to walk out to say the councillors' pledge. Only when a few of us, seniors, mumbled to them, "Go! Go! Hurry up!" then they started walking. *shakes head* And our ex-president was ill, so he didn't say his speech. ): Besides both incidents, everything went on smoothly.

Shilei, Shan En, Jazreel and I are in-charge of powerpoint slides, sound and video for the Perth Trip project. YAY. I'm very excited about it. (: And we might get extra CCA points for the work we've put in. Oh, and our next meeting will be this coming Monday, so Shilei, if you're reading this, we better start cracking. Heh.
A photo of 6 of us at Wilson's Park in Perth. Ancient photo, I know. Heh.

Anyway, there's Baybeats today and I can't go. ):

To: Jiawen, Joyce, Penny & Sandra
Happy Baybeat-ing. (:



.Sunday, July 09, 2006 ' 4:25 am Y

This week passed by rather quickly. I was really busy with f&n coursework, which almost exploded my brain and eyes off. Anyway, I watched the match between Italy and Germany on Wednesday morning before going to school. ARGH. Germany lost. I was damn upset. ): Sat through the whole match and they lost. ): ): ):

Oh, like I said, coursework almost killed me. I stayed up till the wee hours of the morning on Wednesday night and Thursday night just to get it done. Actually, we were supposed to hand in on Thursday, but heck, I couldn't finish. So, I handed in on Friday, and my marks will be deducted. Nevermind.

After this coursework, I need to do my Perth Trip project with my groupmates and to organise the Teachers' Day celebration. AHH. )< My mind's going to go bonkers sooner or later. I don't even have a clue on how to do the Perth Trip project. (cos my group is on f&n and no f&n teacher went with us to Perth) We're so dead. I'm afraid that our presentation will bore people out because it's all about nutrition and you know, some people don't care about how food is being processed or whether it's healthy or not and the reasons for it. They just eat and forget about it. (no offence though) Oh well. ): Then, for the Teachers' Day celebration, I'm supposed to do with Hui Mui and organise the whole event. Like, the auditions, rehearsal dates, decoration, teachers' day gifts. GAHH. I want something different from last year cos last years one was..crap. )x Okay, I'm so bad. But it's true, cos it's not organised. We better do a good one this time round. Ideas, please? I don't one wrinkles!



.Sunday, July 02, 2006 ' 3:50 am Y

Alas, I changed my blogskin. (: But I still miss my old one. ):

The first week in school had been so-so. Thank God Wednesday was Sports Day, though it was boring. Penny and I walked around, asking Miss Cheung whether she needs any help. So both P and I did admisnistrative work. Heh. Joyce, our life-saver, replenished us with first-hand orange juice; meaning that the juice was concentrated. Come to think of it, it's good to have a friend whose in Girl's Brigade and helping out during sports day. Oh, we had free food from Joyce too. Heh. (< 3 of us sat under the scorching sun and I don't know why we did that. Heh. Now my skin has different shades of olive colour. ( Oh, I read in a magazine that most Chinese people have Olive colour skin. )

Anyway, Joyce, Penny and I had a small adventure. The NPCC guys who were guarding the gates allowed us to exit from the stadium. ( Honestly, I think they're pretty dumb, cos they're not supposed to let us exit. I'm being hypocritical. Heh. ) We wanted to get canned-drinks for our friends and ourselves. When we were walking up the stairs, we met Miss Wang. She asked where we were going, and we told her to get some drinks. Then she asked who was the teacher who granted us the permission, we told her it was the GB teacher-in-charge, Miss Chua, since Joyce was in GB T-shirt. Phew, that was a close one. So happened we bumped into Miss Teo, and she asked us the same questions. I could tell she knew we were lying and suprisingly, she followed us to get drinks! Heh heh! (x Then Mr Teo asked us the same questions yet again, and luckily, Miss Teo defended us. For once, we were lucky. Heh.

Even after having our drinks, we still felt thirsty. ): Joyce went back to do her duty and P and I continued walking around. Then Mr Bb went to get a bottle of 100 plus. P and I drank half of it. He offered us what. HEH. (x We went to walk around and we met Miss Ong!! Chatted with her and later went to JE with Jiawen, Penny and Joyce. Shared desserts, took prints, and headed home.

And, I just realised that my class didn't have any Physics/Chemistry class this week. YAY. Either teacher was absent or it was due to the Sports Day. Double YAY. I've yet to touch my Chemistry holiday assignment. Gah, who cares. I don't think many of my classmates done it anyway.







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