choir

choir was good. ms lee still haven't asked me for my name. i'm still she-who-can-play-the-piano. oh well. i don't wanna play the piano for the competition in genting! D': i wanna sing. get some one else more professional to play the piano. gah!

my brother is crying like a little girl cos he fell down while he was at the playground.
see larh, play, play, play!
his crying sounds fake, i'll bet he just wants sympathy. well, he ain't getting any from me. he cries over anything (everything). he cries when i tell him to switch off the computer, he cries when-- WOAH, hang on.
gene, you promised to become a better person. show some sympathy dammit.





nah.
i'll become a nice person tomorrow.



he's crying like a little girl and it's irritating. i still remember the first/? time he fell.
ray: *falls*
gene: MOMMY! SEE!!!~
mum: huh?
ray: mummy, help me. i don't want to die! i don't want to die!

i'm an evil person. no, i'm not. i apologized to someone today. serena knows who. i think.
i'm blabbering. but this is my blog. and i'm bored.

I'M GOING TO WATCH T.V. TILL MIDNIGHT TODAY.
COS THERE'S E-LEARNING TOMORROW. and you can't stop me, mummy.

E-learning, the best thing that could happen to us students. besides the school holidays.
i'm going to play isketch.
double u double u dot aye sketch dot net.
http://www.isketch.net/
WHOOHOO
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serenanananananananana, we're not nathan hartono's back up dancers. PLAY ISKETCH WITH ME, DAMMIT. why won't you??
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hafiy is playing cool games, heehee.
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hazel is not replying my MSN messages. damnyouhazelkoh. i'm just kidding.
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i need earplugs, just in case my dad decides to sleep in my room (share it with my brother, two beds, one for me and and one for him, you get the idea) again. he snores like a.. frickin' siren. no, wrong word. a roaring lion. oooooohhyeah. you'll be sorry if i can't sleep and can't wake up in time the next morning for my precious e-learning, daddy!

;) i feel happy
;) i feel relaxed