Monday, November 13, 2006
since i've done nothing to contribute to the making of this class blog, i guess the least i could do is type posts. haha. i shall treat this just like how i treat my blog. i mean, this is just a blog after all. and i'm bored to bits at home, deprived and (supposedly) anti-guy. HA. the lamest lie ever told. i miss our class. (cue for readers to act touched) isn't it weird that throughout the year, all i've done is complain about mass runs and homework? well, now i'm complaing about different things- jogging and homework. plus HOUSEWORK. i don't know how many of the other 39 of you do housework, but it's torture. ironing is the worst. picture a giant iron, a rickety ironing board and a sackful of crumpled clothes. no, i'm not kidding. and all this is made worse by the fact that irons produce lots of steam and doesn't exactly help with the vision of myopic teenagers. ie, me. i have no idea why i'm lamenting about my inadequate life, but what the heck. i have a class blog, and when i start advertising this to all my contacts, everyone'll be reading this. *evil cackle* maybe i can attract more people to my blog too. heehee. free publicity.
i suck at paragraphing, so yea. if this were in my handwriting, i highly doubt anyone would bother sacrificing their eyesight to read my pathetic entry. fwhahahah. ooh, gwen stefani. i finally found the song. not like that's a feat, considering my media library's smaller than my brain, which is saying something. i hope i haven't made any typos. i suck at typing. but hey, my writing's worse. ms chan can vouch for that.
hope everyone's enjoying their hols more than me. wanna bet what all of you are doing? hockers'd be busy building up muscles to beat up the other schools. haha, it's a joke. laugh a little. canoeists are probably doing ab crunches as i sit here and saturate. the noisiest of the class are no doubt out in full force with their guy friends, being jioed. haha. that's with the exception of me. i may be a smartass at torturing teachers, but that doesn't mean my mother's kind enough to let me out. ...not to mention my extreme inability to take a correct bus home, of course.
oooooooooooh. nickelback. time to break out the microphones and start the karaoke session. haha. i'll spare you.. for now. hmmm. shall update this template. jolin did great on this skin, by the way. could try hinting to mr ho for some honour points. haha. seeya chiobus. ((: