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Tuesday, March 21, 2006

so this morning i made a promise not to swear or say any form of vulgarities for as long as i can since i know i cant not say it forever.so first period into the day,there goes my promise.i cursed the teacher for being a piss off.and then after art,i went back to class and made another promise.5 minutes later,i broke it again because i i swore at Andik.she laughed at me and ended up swearing herself.hah!i guess i just cant live a day without swearing or cursing.i shall try again tomorrow and see how long i can go this time.i really want to stop this bad habit of mine,cursing and swearing because i really do it alot.so i'm trying to stop.

i forgot to mention this yesterday when i blogged.Mr Yap is in hospital.he didnt go to school yesterday so Mr Chia took over.he told us that Mr Yap was in hospital and we were all like "for what?" then he broke the news.he said Mr Yap had cancer.some facial cancer.it's in his genes cause he has a family history of cancer.and Mr Chia told us that he might just go at anytime.and we were all feeling so sad.i mean,as annoying and lame as Mr Yap is,i guess we're kinda fond of him.i can't believe i'm saying this but i actually miss him.Mr Yap,i do hope you get well soon so that you can come back to teach us.otherwise,i think i'll fail Math.

art lesson today was so funny.we were late for class,as usual,but that's because we had recess before that.so anyway,we were like,ten minutes late and Mdm Seah got all furious and made us sit outside the art room,threatening to book us.then she gave her usual lectures while we tried to suppress our laughters.then she finally let us go in.and when we were inside,she demanded that everyone use a 2B pencil to sketch,mechanical pencils werent allowed.so of course,there were those few who didnt have 2B pencils.people like me.and Mdm Seah got mad so she told us to get out of the class.there were like,13 of us who didnt have a pencil.so we were outside,all happy because honestly,i'd rather sit outside then listen to her drone on on some stupid subject which i suck at.and plus,the weather was really nice.it was raining and there was a nice,cool breeze blowing.so really,nobody minded sitting outside.then she came out and started yelling her head off.Vada then asked if she could go back to class to take her pencils and she and Jolene kinda argued with Mdm Seah for awhile.it was funny.in the end,Mdm Seah told us to go get the pencils and we all started running like it was the end of our lives or something.we were laughing all the way.of course we didnt have any pencils.we just went back to class just to do something.but Vada saved our butts.she had this whole box of pencils and we borrowed them from her.so all was good.but it was really hilarious.

going home in the MRT,me and Ain were talking about the kind of houses we wanted when we're older.she said she wants a 3-storeyed condo.Nani said she wanted a villa.and her own island.and she wants to name it Naniland.and i was like "hey,where do you want to go?
i want to go to Naniland.
oh but how you going there?
i'm going to float on cotton candy!"
and we all started laughing.then i said that i want a mansion all over Europe.and those are dreams that will never come true,not in a million years.

if only wishes could be dreams
and all my dreams could come true
i'd be the happiest girl alive


WORD OF THE DAY: necromancer noun.The practice of supposedly communicating with the spirits of the dead in order to predict the future.

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