Phew.

Phew, B's good enough for me, considering th amount of effort I spent on my individual works.

I've got a weird question: Why are girls called camwhores when they take photos and not.. camgirls?"

And why aren't guys being stereotyped as anything when they do?
Oh I forgot, they're called gays.




SEOUL GARDEN TOMORROW W THE CLASS, EXPECT PICTURES PEOPLE.

EXPECT CAMGIRLS AND GAY.
Ok I was joking about th gays part.
Bye.

2wheels.

I managed to secure a baseball for my math, but as for MOST of th rest, it all goes down to 2words, Utter rubbish.
Maybe, everyone else is feeling th same too, disappointment, guilt and demoralized.
But we all know, pr at least I know, at th end of th day, it's just that few grades we'll attain and who cares about them, we're all gonna die one day. And all that classifiers don't matter anymore.
How I wish this day will come, where th society don't give a shit about your scores, but just you yourself. Your personality and ability to communicate with others.
(yea it'd be impossible I know)










Bla................................. feeling so lethargic now, but I hope you're feeling much better boy.
Much much better.

ok time for rest, eye bags are all popping out, EW much.

SORRY JIAQI BUT I STILL LURBB NAT HO WORZ.

Luv you, all th bez.

I feel soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo happy for my friends, especially Abby!

Omg abby thanks your story made me feel so.. Energised and rejuvenated, wlouwae.

HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE.

Holiday Chalay.

Ok since Clarice requested that I upload pictures (which I haven't done so in donkey years), I decided to recharge my camera and upload 'em.
Wow, it takes hell lots of patience to do these. Not that I hate waiting, but life becomes meaningless when you've t sit in front of th screen resizing pics and waiting for them t be uploaded. How sad.


But come t think of it, I've an unfortunate amount of pics that needed t be uploaded. No I can't torture my already-so-boring life like that. That's why I decided only t upload those @ chalet during th hols.






(blogger's uploading prog's being a bitch, and photobucket's making these pics smaller. * )

Oh. There's school on Monday and apparently Mrs Koh's returning us our math paper.
Holyshit. It'd better be a pass or else I'll have tea w th principal. But I'll bring bread to munch.
Ahhhhhhhh, whut ever bread'll prolly choose strawberry jam over you, peanut butter.

Oh did I mention I switched t contacts? But holyshit I look like some cheena slut in pictures.

Gosh it's been hell long since I blogged.
Not that I'm totally into th mood of blogging now, but feel I should at least update once in awhile.

Wellz anyway I haven't really done well in my SAs, but one good thing about it; I became more motivated to study.
Bla, some of you guys might think I'm crappin' and all.
I think I'm going mad too, I must be lying to myself.

Poh you'd better study harder now, A's not gonna be sui sui like th O's.
You won't have luck by your side all th time.








Ah, I wanna work in an industry where I can save people.
Not like those angelic doctors, but like those air force heroes instead, where I can travel around in helicopters and at th same time, save life.

HAH poh you mus be crappin' again.