i shouldn't be blogging.
had one sad night last night where i got no sms and no phonecall.
that's bloody depressing, that is.
it's friday.
emily rose tonight.
hee hee.
fingers crossed for Manchester.
god, PSLE results out.
sounds tragical.
or at least the ones i've heard of.
my mother can finally send emails.
props to her.
she's testatment and inspiration to all the other old(er) people around who are scared of technology that it ain't all that bad.
ha ha.
my mother is cool, okay.
she can send emails.
how many mothers can do that, man.
(if your mother can, shut up. my mother is unique)

okay, government.
cannot be complacent anymore.
was complacent last test and my results were shit.
):
barely scraped an A+
bye

LEE 9:33 AM
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"sometimes it doesn't matter so much. funny, even. then in moments of clarity, the horror is just too much to bear."

charlotte claire jordan tan; fcukcouture.blogspot.com


well, that about sums it all up, doesn't it?

LEE 7:55 AM
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hello, i am going to blog about anthony.
he is cheerful and hoppity.
he talks too much, and laughs a lot.

and then now i am going to blog about xiang.
he is a serial conman.
he is senseless and ridiculous.
he is horrible and stingy and he is always taking my money
and now he wants me to buy him a 600 pounds computer.
and he thinks i will buy it, that fool.
he still owes me two pounds and he doesnt want to admit it.
he sucks.

the weather is so bad now.
the temperature is going waay down.
now i know why the british always seem to talk about the weather.
it's because it always just sucks.
and you just keep wanting to grouch about it.

anthony points out that the scenery outside the comp lab is very romantic.
ahh, indeed.
the leaf-less tree looks bloody good.

watched news clips in econs class just now about the kyoto protocol.
i am so worried about the environment now.
them stinkin' american pigs ought to die.
they really need a few more september 11s.
bitches.

have been having weird dreams.
had one where i dreamt of loads of ctc people in a foreign land.
and woke up with the strongest conviction that xiang likes a girl called stacy.
it was like, i woke up, sat straight up and went,"AH, he likes stacy!! ..... who the hell is stacy?"

another day, i dreamt about a mass murderer and i was about to be murdered.
and bri bought some doughnuts at Heathrow airport.
i know that doesn't make much sense, but that's all i remember about it.
full of terror, i was.

and since we are on the subject of weird dreams, anthony once had one about armaggedon.
what could be worse than dreaming up the apocalypse, eh?

clare has a new dog.
a cocker spaniel with gray eyes called huffy.
argh, i so want a dog too.

i want to get married.
but then, i also want to like, not ever get married because i don't believe in marriage.
men have wandering dicks.
do not trust them.

ooh, i just remembered something clare once told me about why she will never have anything to do with caucasian men.
she said, " because of ten of them, nine have wandering dicks, and the last one is gay."
so witty.
(:

i miss chan ):

oh, yes.
woe betide me.
i was just being random a few weeks ago and listing all the people i've liked before.
and then it struck me like a thunderbolt.
i have liked a younger guy before.
ugh, yes i know.
sick sick sick.
his name was ryan.
and he had nice shiny hair.
):
i suck.
i cannot believe i liked a younger guy before.
now i cannot laugh at j anymore.
woe betide me.

there once was a guy called... johndickharry who liked a girl called mary who did not have a little lamb!
but the mary didnt know, and she would rather have a little lamb. what is he to do!
but jdh will not give up, and one day, he will get mary for god helps those who help themselves.
-words of wisdom from anthony.

this has so far been very random.

let me blog about petty cash.
xiang thinks that i am so .... over petty cash.
but what he doesnt get is that it is not the sum,
it is the principle of it.
dont you think the whole business of not returning money you owe very tacky?
so very tacky.

oh, i am bored again.
i am so into hejunxiang (:
he is hot.
hee hee.
but i have since ceased to whine about him because his name bears too much of a similarity to a certain someone and it's getting more and more disturbing everytime i reach the 'xiang' part of the 'i love hejunxiang.'
ah well.

accounting test was traumatizing.
i don't know how my dad managed to become a chartered accountant by self-studying.
too much.

oh, school drama.
i feel v v sorry that it happened.
):
but no more about that.

faisal just told us a music joke which xiang found so 'funny' that he was laughing internally.
oh, xiang said ill go to hell.
he hurt me deep.
he says he's God's right hand man.
what a joke.

i am bored.

byebye.

LEE 3:44 PM
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ooh, got letter from my sis which is so fucking cute.
love love love it.
yime, i lub chew (:

and brother got into triple science.
wtf, who knew he had it in him.
like, all this time, he's been the resident family retard.
and now suddenly he's gone all smartass.
like smarter than my sister, who's supposed to be the smartest.
which then makes me the current family retard.
ugh, kill me.

guess i'll just have to force my way into cambridge so that i'll be elevated to the smartest.
and my sister can for once in her life become the family retard.

ah, i got B for accounting.
my first B this term.
(:
theory tests are godsent.

my stomach hurts man.
must be the canteen food.
fucking sick shit stuff.
don't know what they put in their pasta.

LEE 3:44 PM
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