Thursday, September 28, 2006

I'm sorry *******, I really am.

This has come really out of hand.
I've turned into some disgusting volcano-like creature that spews out lava and rocks anytime.

But for the case of *****. You act like the whole world's at fault, you think you're always the correct one. If even my teacher agrees on how spoilt you are, shouldn't you be taking a look at your attitude? Everyday I face your attitude and my mood goes rotten, even to the extent of me snapping at *******, and you pissing off *******. Stop adding oil into my flames already. Learn to control your mouth/attitude.

And once again I'm sorry *******. I know you feel terrible after I snapped at you, and after ***** pissed the hell out of both of us. After you passed me the item I asked you to help me buy, I totally regretted snapping at you and I'm slapping myself now for being such a *&^$%$#% person. This probably not gonna be read by you but whatever. I'm still terribly sorry; and I need you to know that I'm always loving you.

Posted at 8:14 PM

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Sunday, September 17, 2006

Romeo and Juliet is an extremely hard play to understand and memorising long and funny-vocab quotes for a lit essay is plain impossible for people like me. The only subject that I seem to be understanding is Chem. EOYs are gonna be just great.

This is a currently unsolved riddle by the people of the world:

I turn polar bears white
and I will make you cry.
I make guys have to pee
and girls comb their hair.
I make celebrities look stupid
and normal people look like celebrities.
I turn pancakes brown
and make your champagne bubble.
If you sqeeze me, I'll pop.
If you look at me, you'll pop.
Can you guess the riddle?

97% of Harvard graduates can not figure this riddle out, but 84% of kindergarten students were able to figure this out in 6 minutes or less. Can you guess the correct answer?

Posted at 7:09 PM

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Saturday, September 09, 2006

Look at this taxi driver I met yesterday.

Me: (telling where to go) Holland Road, Allsworth Park.
Taxi Driver: Huh? Holland Village ah
Me: No no Holland Road, there's a building called Allsworth Park.
TD: At Holland Village?
Me: NO. There's a condo at HOLLAND ROAD, called ALLSWORTH PARK.
TD: Holland Park?
Me: NO. HOLLAND ROAD.
TD: Which part lah! Holland Road is very long.
Me: I don't know.
TD: WHAT? You don't know then how to go?
Me: I don't know how to go, THAT'S WHY I TOOK A CAB RIGHT?!

(He gets pissed with me and I get pissed with him; we were both shouting in the cab.)

TD: Aiyah you go find that place in the street directory lah!

(He gives me street directory, so I flip to the index of housing estates to look for "Allsworth Park")

TD: You know how to use street directory or not? First you must flip to the front part and look for the road name then you look at what number blah blah...

(Here he gives me a lecture on HOW TO USE A STREET DIRECTORY. WHAT AM I, A PRIMARY SCHOOL KID?! SO, before that wonderful driver finishes with his street directory usage lecture, I find the location and passes it to him, much to his surprise.)

Me: (holds out the directory) Na. Allsworth Park is right at the top of the map.
TD: HUH?! So fast find already ah!
Me: -.-

And then the trip continues, with the driver driving to Holland Road not by a short way, but instead a *&%$#$^ long way. The trip to Holland Road cost me $16 while the return trip (with a much better taxi driver) cost me only $13. What a nice person, no?

Posted at 7:07 PM

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Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Sleep sleep and more sleep!

This is THE LIFE (:

Posted at 11:28 PM

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Saturday, September 02, 2006

I was doing a little blog hopping when I found out that the retardedly ridiculous dances done by Violet, Juanmin, Long Chuan and me during National Day's community singing were actually seen by people of the school. (:

Taken from a blog : "... jumping up and down singing silly community songs and doing ridiculous Indian dance moves."

Posted at 1:22 AM

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