Hello everyone. This has somehow ended up being my typical greeting huh.

Well, keeping it short here. Trying at least. Life hasnt been dull though it's supposed to considering how FAR away the Prelims are. (English paper's on Mon. WTFFF.)

My tutor's name is Nicole and she got 3As for A levels. *makes a face*

Anw, yesterday rocked balls. Hard. Hahah. Class attendance? 18. 4c's too cool sia. :D But it was a good day in school. We pigged out on chocs given by the Body Balance instructor. Like hell we were gna keep it for those who "self declared" Friday a holiday, in Mrs Foo's words.

Met Dirah and Naz at Pizza Hut (yeah they skipped. *rolls eyes*). And not long later, we started to get high. And our mood never went down till hours later! Shite.

So instead of lunch-study-study-study-yougettheidea, it ended up being lunch-getting high-browsing around-dressing room madness v3-shopping-"study". And camwhoring in between all that. Hahah.

I think we spent half an hour inside the cubicle! But this time all three of us bought stuff okay. So the sales people didnt like gave us problems or anything. Maybe they shot us looks but we're too busy being the narcisstic nutheads that we are to bother. :D

"OMG YOUR BOOB'S HANGING OUT!"
"Huda shut up! Dont say that out loud!"
"Huh? What? That your boobs are hanging out?"
"HUDA!"
"Booby booby booby booby!!!"

Dirah and I. Irony at play. SIGH. She tried on a bikini! And looked good. Why am I surprised! Lol. I think we made a lot of noise inside there. And we had to keep on making stupid random noises to cover up the sound of the CLICK the camera was making!

So yup. Man, I'm so lazy to blog already! This is ridiculous! Hahah. So then we purchased the flip flops, the purse, the bag and proceeded OUT! The Roxy bag they use as "plastic bags" are pretty nice.

Naz got this really cool plaid bag! ): OH YOU KNOW WHAT'S THE COOLEST PART. We had no idea there was a sale till we were informed of it at the counter! How cool is that! More of this kinda luck please. Thank you, God.

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So today! Met up with Fatmah and Siti in town for a study date! Did 12th Night yo! Okay I'm really lazy to blog now. :/

OH YEAH. I busted 2o over bucks on stationery just now! I'm happy. I got pretty markers in pretty colours and this yummy mechanical pencil. I dont get the last adjective either. It's 1 plus. Shut up.

And met Carmen and her two friends at Orchard's Popular too! Yep.

The final two will be Hady and Jon. Preferably.

Hey Joakim! Go lock yourself in a toilet cubicle and hang yourself with your belt kay! Oh wait! Before that, cut yourself, use your blood to scribble "this is my sacrifice, Singapore" on the walls yeah? Cool.

Seriously. We must start some kinda campaign to make the couldnt-care-less adults vote for TALENT. Why cant he just withdraw? Gurmit, Daniel, and the judges are all saying all sorts of euphemisms which scream "DONT VOTE FOR JOAKIM" in bright, bold, red letters. Sheesh. Plus exclamation marks too. Three of them.

Stupid pre pubescent girls. Your boobs arent even growing right. Do something proper with your brains, please? At least something.

So it's a down right presumption. Quite annoying, even. BUT HE CANT SING.

Okay. Enough. I'm starting to sound too Singapore Idol-obsessed. Oh the Sec 2 days. 2004's SI memories are quite embarrassing for me! HAHAH. Whatevers.

I'm suddenly reminded of J's sms. "SINGAPOREANS ARE UGLY AND STUPID." When Joakim got through last week.

YAY BYE. SO MUCH FOR BEING LAZY. HAHAHA. CAPS ARE COOL.