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Tuesday, August 09, 2005

The ponytail parades.


{add} Oh, and i might have just started an epidermic. Oh my, and of course, the infamous watch. {add}

National Day celebration in our school is total crap. It rained first thing in the morning and destroyed their wonderful plans of making us sit under the scorching sun. Thank goodness for it.

And boohoo to all ye assholes who perpetually made us keep our mouth shut whilst the heavy raindrops palpitate against our fresh and clean body.
No offence to anyone though, but the Council this year is really atrocious.
They act as though they haven't had any upbringing for the past 17 years of their lifes, and that's definitely a sad thing.
Hopefully, someone in our school decides to be Hero and probably eliminate one of them. That'd serve as something worth celebrating, more than National Day itself.

Like i already told Kat, those singers who went up to sing solo, some were good. And of course i applaud them for their..guts. What's appalling is that, Prinya(or however so you spell his name) doesn't realise how bad his singing can get. Which i apparently mistook him as though he was taking a shower in the privacy of his bathroom. Enough of trashy performance. They put me off, but their courage marvels me.

Okay, it's been a rather bitchy entry thus far. My apologies. Then again, close this window and just go away. Take no offence for it isn't directed at anyone. :)

thepersonwhowassupposedtobeatgothamNOW: come to me and be sure you need not thread on eggshells this time round. :) BTW, why are you not at Gotham.


drenched in distaste ; 12:44 AM



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