I finished HRM!
I dont really get the super stress everybody's talking about.

It was ok wad.
Maybe its due to my teacher.
But im done, and finishing a project deserves at least a woohoo!

All in all Hrm is quite fun.
Many kudos to my grp.
Many many kudos to Doreen for helping me so the very many time.

I have soccer tmr too.
Woohoo!
Double.
I havent done MBS.
Er.
Woohoo?

Cheewoorshoo'!

I just came back from Bukit Gombak.

It's so terribly far and so terribly unusually that it's
terribly momentous for me.

Yay for me.

Anyway, I'm thinking about the few coming days.
I have to complete HR, top priority.

Then, I have that Benny Ho thing tmr, hoping I can skip it. IN the morn.
I have to pop over or down to grandad's place.

So basically, thats the whole Saturday gone.

I have the play on Sunday , so its sunday busy.

I am busy..
but Im sure I'll tide over it.

:)

Due to popular belief , I would like to correct that phrase that I never go service. I DO.

And this last Paradise band was a little less then I expected.
Or maybe I'm just really washed up after travelling there itself.

The ride back was tremondously fast, I slept and woke up at regular intervals,
Commonwealth, Tanjong Pager, City Hall, Aljuned and Simei.
Practically no time passed.

Woohoo!
I should learn the art, or this art.

Anyway, this meaningless post is basically so that other people will blog something meaningful.
Especially's Calvin and Phoebe's. (Yes, I'm putting your names here)

yeah.
And whatever.

Cheiockio.

I want some doughnuts.
Sparkling sweet doughnuts.

Oh yea.

IM a tad confused as in why everybody's rushing and my class isn't.
Should I start to panic?

Ah well.

Cheers.

Conversing with OTHER ppl has certainly cleared my head.
Different perspectives are much appreciated.
Thx guys..

especially Sherman, who despite getting 1/10 for my quiz is smarter then he looks.
I think he handled his grief remarkably well.

I smile now cause I've made new friends.
Good thing about them is that you aren't taken for granted.

:)

Except Sherman. Who I've known quite long n he's still damn good friend.

And I hope not to lose the old.

I always worried for this accumulation of emotions thing.
It isn't what I expected, I expected a fiery assualt.
Not a slow burn.

What in the good mayhem-ic world damn result is this?

Man Utd deserved to win.
And if anybody tells me differently and what tyco crap and bull.

I will personally do all of Calvin's choices on his friends' test on him/her.

I'm damn bitter.

And yes, It's on soccer.

Golly good graciousness gamper on a git with a exclamation mark at the end of each word.

:)

cheers.

Piss off.
The sinking feeling mixed with the pure stinging crime of bite hurts like bloody hell.

Thats right.

Aint no more hoohoo n haha n bullshit.
Cuz It hurts and I no like the damn hurts.

The problem with wandering is that everthing else wanders and its hard to get them back.

Yes, I jolly ( never knew why people use this word) well know im talking in riddles and I dont give a flying hoot.

Maybe, I should.

But heck, Im enjoying this red mist.

It clears my head.

How is my best friend so damningly naive.
This has NTH to do with the previous post btw.

Two half dim, naive leading each other can't lead to any good outcome. Blind leading the Blind.
Yes, it damn well taken from every other religion's philosophy.

Everybody else's too busy to do anything.
So they do the perceived next best thing.

BOLLOCKS.
All the loads of em.

I'd supposed I'll pick up the damn pieces again and attempt to fix gently and nicely.
With the whole crap piling up as it is.

The damningly naive may not receive a kind word.

Hell.

C.

For what it's worth.
I thot they were bastards.

I haven't felt like this in a long time.
Or rather never at all.

On a brighter note,
I did well for Public Speaking
And
I did something touching.

What the heck's wrong with blogger?
They stink.

But im using it?

Well, in all terms, I've been asked to simplify my posts rather significantly.
In all fairness, I do apologise.

There are some posts that don't mean anything really. They're just thoughts.
Espacio Personal. Is not " for your pleasured reading"

Wellwell.

School's getting better.
My class is'nt half bad.
My old class isn't bad at all!

Times have changed.

Ah well, enough of the philosophical crap.

I'm bored.
I'm getting honestly bored.

I want those simple, small minor things that intrigue me so much to return.
I want little exuberances.
I want sock-it-to-ya kind of surprises.
I want it BIG.

Cuz i'm so bored.

There are tunes in my head.
I just watched Spiderman.

Oh man..

I need soccer.

Even school's getting borin without val..
Sometimes wad cal n ken talk i catch no ball.
Sometimes I wanna see Xuewen.
Sometimes I love writing poems.
Speakin of which.

Here's TONGTECK n MINE's!

Battled thirty eight games with full effort
The Devils had the Title back at Old Trafford
While cheers from the Red Manchester can be heard
Tears flood the grounds of Sheffield, Charlton and Watford

The Blues of London must be feeling down
For their failure to bring their third title back to town
The Reds of Liverpool will soon count their pounds
If they land their hands on their sixth European crown

All four competitions, the Gunners lost
All that underachieving may soon have a cost
Big Sam’s heading to the Toon
My friends, the Geordies, are over the moon

Berbatov filled defenders’ hearts with fear
That’s why he’s Tottenham’s player of the year.
Andy Johnson’s strikes are sweet to the Toffees
And at 8.5million only, Ooh, what a fee!

Steve Coppell’s men had beaten all odds
Did more than enough to beat the drop
Keane and Bruce are coming from yonder
They both came from Man U, Sir Alex? We ponder.




MANYMANY kudos and judos to calvin.


Cheers.

What the heck's wrong with blogger?
They stink.

But im using it?

Well, in all terms, I've been asked to simplify my posts rather significantly.
In all fairness, I do apologise.

There are some posts that don't mean anything really. They're just thoughts.
Espacio Personal. Is not " for your pleasured reading"

Wellwell.

School's getting better.
My class is'nt half bad.
My old class isn't bad at all!

Times have changed.

Ah well, enough of the philosophical crap.

I'm bored.
I'm getting honestly bored.

I want those simple, small minor things that intrigue me so much to return.
I want little exuberances.
I want sock-it-to-ya kind of surprises.
I want it BIG.

Cuz i'm so bored.

There are tunes in my head.
I just watched Spiderman.

Oh man..

I need soccer.

Even school's getting borin without val..
Sometimes wad cal n ken talk i catch no ball.
Sometimes I wanna see Xuewen.
Sometimes I love writing poems.
Speakin of which.

Here's TONGTECK n MINE's!

Battled thirty eight games with full effort
The Devils had the Title back at Old Trafford
While cheers from the Red Manchester can be heard
Tears flood the grounds of Sheffield, Charlton and Watford

The Blues of London must be feeling down
For their failure to bring their third title back to town
The Reds of Liverpool will soon count their pounds
If they land their hands on their sixth European crown

All four competitions, the Gunners lost
All that underachieving may soon have a cost
Big Sam’s heading to the Toon
My friends, the Geordies, are over the moon

Berbatov filled defenders’ hearts with fear
That’s why he’s Tottenham’s player of the year.
Andy Johnson’s strikes are sweet to the Toffees
And at 8.5million only, Ooh, what a fee!

Steve Coppell’s men had beaten all odds
Did more than enough to beat the drop
Keane and Bruce are coming from yonder
They both came from Man U, Sir Alex? We ponder.




MANYMANY kudos and judos to calvin.


Cheers.

Here's a happy happy post for happy happy people/person!

Wee!

and Woo too if you want em.

Cheerioo!

Honestly, Why am I not surprised.

How many times she has stood me up.

Piss off la.

All that is on my mind is clouded with asteriks and exclamation marks and shit.

Chhheeerrrr

Or least I Hope.

I'm currently engrossed with 1 hour photo.
With one of my favourite actors.

What plainly sees,

Nice guys have the biggest secret.

:)

Or at least in the movies.

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