Thursday, August 14, 2008

cause i'm all about them words,

And the bright light turns to night,
Oh until the dawn it brings another day to sing,
about the magic that was you and me,
cause you and i both loved.

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He's the cutest thing[ah its the singing-out-of-one-side-of-me-mouth, not being afraid to sing ridiculous stuff and the awsm guitar licks.].

Yes, better than William B, or some other skinny-armed, mike-swinging dude. note to self, must get his life CD the next time i'm out with Lizzeh or clauds. and print our 'geek in the pink' shirts.

Today fabeha didnt come and mr poh and quek[probably due to his spectaular fall after running after bus seventeen yesterday ha!] took a raincheck on our lessons as well. So school was virtually a waste of our time, could have studied hell better at home, had pretty much a blast sitting next to SAL and Prett-ay patti, and also with Manda and XQ. Cut short by the killjoys a.k.a Wet Pamela and Jubjub big gob. Oh whatever, throw your pms phermones in someone else's direction for once will you?

Talking about how to pronounce 'V*ginal cancer' and an other assortment of words and patrica got all agitated[or should i say EXCITED, patti?]. other conversation killers.

Sarah A: pat, let me borrow some foolscap paper.
Patti: Sure.
Sarah manages to tear off a whole sheaf of papers by accident.
Me: omg, you just tore off half her foolscap paper!
Patrica: Sarah Anne, can you stop ripping my pad off?!

*silence.

Sarah A: EEW. cue massive bursts of laughter.

These are the good times. Our relief teacher did nothing but stare at the class stressing over a math papers with furrowed brows/sleeping with their mouths wide open, so we took the opportunity to listen to some music. Until she caught Manda doing some serios headbanging, and amanda had to pretend to be looking for an imaginary judy, thus the vigorous bobbing of head. Absolutely amusing.

Had lunch with shanna. This ginormous red ant fell onto my NOSE [i kid you not.] at the bustop while i was in mid-sentence, and shan had a nervy spaz to top all the nervy spazzes. She was prepared to punch my nose to get rid of the ant, and started squealing like a five year old girl.

laughs.

Amath Set 2 paper 2, here i come.

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