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Wednesday, October 06, 2004

skipped school todae cause i still dunch feel reallie well. met braddur ken at his bus stop and we waited outside da library fer it to open. then when it did, we hafta rushed in to snatch bean bagz. hahax. so kiasu. so we gort there, and started doin mathx. there'x this group of reallie awful lookin bengz beside us and they were blastin cheena and techno songz. i mean, hello? have eu gort ani betta taste of muziq?! we were SO irritated, we blasted back rawk with ipod. yeahx, that blastin back and fro went on quite awhile.

then muthu singh came and told us off fer da beanie bagx stuffz, and when he turned back, i was kinda like shouted "are eu supposed to blast muziq in da librarie? no rite?" and da bengz heard it and they were like discussin it. BAH. and they heard me wronglie so i bite back. boi. their english are horriblie horrible. i totallie karn understand what da hell were they yankin about. but, whatever, i won't let em affect me in ani single wae. so completed one whole paper. whieeeesx, and tecklu came. she lost her k700i! wow. thatx like one of da newez model, and she figured that it was stolen. oh well, she still can luff and joke after that. RICHASS.

went down to eat delifrance and came back again and our beanie bagz were GONE. dumb nurses! we told da river valley kidz to tekcairre of it! irresponsible nurses. BAH. then there'z this group of malay gurlx who were sittin beside us, they have a friend who TOTALLIE lookx like a bowlin ball. as in, her size. she'x wearin a skirt, and she'z SO roooooound. O O [ken braddur, euur OO also. xD]. we cracked lotza jokez about her though. yeahx we were damn evil. send me to hell please. hahax.

ken and i and tecklu graffitied on da table and i muz sae ken'z good. yeahs. hahax. we drew lotza stuffx. ken with his paranoia thingie as usual, and mie with muh 7, i wrote 'tecklu lost her handphone. k700i.' and lu wrote 'k700i' lost'. hahax. then ken wrote 'muthu singh' HAHA. and i drew this bowlin ball which weighted 100 poundz and 200 kg, with an arrow pointin to her, da bowlin ball itself. HAHA. alrite, we were DAMN evil! send us to hell please! alrite i betta shut up in case in ani chance muthu singh come across muh blog, we are dead meat. hahax.

went to plaza later to buy food, met qingxiang on da wae! glad that he looked much betta nowe. worried fer eu eu know babe? cheer up alrite? after that went home and went crazie with el. yeahz thatx about it. karn wait fer o'z to be over. DAMN. then ell, han and me can go to zoo and check out da monkayz alreadie.

and yeahs, i had make a promise to god that i will start goin back to church once muh o'z is done, but ell told me that i should start now before da o'z. so which one eu guyx think i should do?


*mwahs @ 7:55 PM