Friday, August 25, 2006
the prelims are approaching and the Os are coming too!
teachers are constantly giving out pass year prelim papers to do.
and everytime i look at them i feel extremely motivated to do them but i simply dont know how to start. gosh! and the weirdest part is i dont feel stressed but im behaving so much like a stressed kid.
gorging myself with food, playing with food and listening to ANGRY music!
today vern and i were eating fries bought from the malay stall and i realised our human instinct told us not to pick on the fries soaked in chilli. i mean its like a natural reaction if you dont like stuff like that, dont pick on it. you know?? i mean fries with sambal belachan, not very nice lah!
haha!
and we even went on playing with our leftovers.
how immature i know but we just couldnt help it.
anyway, the tissue's supposed to be a ribbon for our new found friend. haha
okay and i believe that eating so much fries definitely wouldnt help us in our i-want-to-be-thin-regime! this is a regime set up by vern and i... simply telling ourselves not to devour/consume/eat/gorge/binge on carbs, but vern! whats the point? we're still eating fried chicken drumstick everyday! in fact, miss i-love-paris-hilton aka veneta tan has been consistently whining about her weight and how much she wants to be thin. boos! talk about me whining huh.
these are perfect examples of vern wanting to be thin.
all written and drawn on letters to me!
stickman 1
stickman 2
stickman 3
haha fucking hilarious shitt i tell you!
okay, i better not go on so much about it.
vern wouldnt be too pleased about it.
AIYA, YOU VERY CUTE LAH VERN!
SORRY!
TOOO CUTE LAH!
"i, like, cry, when i listen to it, it's so good!"
-paris "the dumb" hilton on her effing dumb album.
teachers are constantly giving out pass year prelim papers to do.
and everytime i look at them i feel extremely motivated to do them but i simply dont know how to start. gosh! and the weirdest part is i dont feel stressed but im behaving so much like a stressed kid.
gorging myself with food, playing with food and listening to ANGRY music!
today vern and i were eating fries bought from the malay stall and i realised our human instinct told us not to pick on the fries soaked in chilli. i mean its like a natural reaction if you dont like stuff like that, dont pick on it. you know?? i mean fries with sambal belachan, not very nice lah!
haha!
and we even went on playing with our leftovers.
how immature i know but we just couldnt help it.
anyway, the tissue's supposed to be a ribbon for our new found friend. haha
okay and i believe that eating so much fries definitely wouldnt help us in our i-want-to-be-thin-regime! this is a regime set up by vern and i... simply telling ourselves not to devour/consume/eat/gorge/binge on carbs, but vern! whats the point? we're still eating fried chicken drumstick everyday! in fact, miss i-love-paris-hilton aka veneta tan has been consistently whining about her weight and how much she wants to be thin. boos! talk about me whining huh.
these are perfect examples of vern wanting to be thin.
all written and drawn on letters to me!
stickman 1
stickman 2
stickman 3
haha fucking hilarious shitt i tell you!
okay, i better not go on so much about it.
vern wouldnt be too pleased about it.
AIYA, YOU VERY CUTE LAH VERN!
SORRY!
TOOO CUTE LAH!
"i, like, cry, when i listen to it, it's so good!"
-paris "the dumb" hilton on her effing dumb album.
6:53 PM;
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