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Friday, August 05, 2005

today was nice. there was no third lang.

haha. debate is funny! i kept laughing with/at liwen.

and liwen is stupid. she was eating the teacake and went like:

liwen: what's the white thing? is it foam?
me: ohmygod, no. it's marshmellow.
liwen: ohhhh.

-.-" come up with sth more decent, at least. foam? no, it's sponge. hahaha.

and i don't get the point of debate. i wasn't even treating it seriously. and we had to stick with the topic so it's boring cos we cannot have freedom of speech.

FREEDOM OF SPEECH. hahaha. my sister claims that she has no freedom of speech when she talks to me. cos i'll go like, 'ask why.' heh.

but i still like having debates in class cos

debate = food.

but actually, he only gave us for two sessions. but at least he still gave us food right.

okay, i know a lot of people are laughing right now. i think that they think that penny -- food.

and currently, faith hates me and doesn't want to look at my face.

WHY.

why don't you want to look at my pretty face. i took into account that you are my teammate, and so i didn't charge you for looking at me. (familiar?)

but nvm, cos you are at the losing end, anyway. ^^

haha. and your cheeks are not gonna get pimples cos they received the honour of my flying kisses.

and shit. i TOTALLY forgot variations. today i tried to take the variations quiz (which was supposed to be taken long long time ago) under the supervision of tkc, and ended up just staring at the paper. i was like, ?!?! what's all this?

and what does this mean?

MATH TEST -- MATI. (math mest -- mati would be nicer, alliteration!)

haha. tkc told me to go back and revise. and go find him on monday (to try) to do the quiz.

OOH. passing out and grad night is tmr! the performance! (MY REPUTATION IS AT STAKE.)

the sec 4s are so old already!

i seem to have acquaintance with the _________. i'm supposedly holding on to almost the same thing for choral night play and _________.

oh, and i'm gonna do that act chio act sexy kissy smile tmr. i know loads of people love it.

"如果有一天，我有了大肚腩 你是否会爱我依然?"

heaven on earth
8:59 pm