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Wednesday, September 30, 2009, 8:33 PM
gee.
So, it's like, been almost two weeks since I last had a post... Let's see, update update update... Nothing much actually. Oh yes fuck, how could I forget. So it was a few days ago, you know, morning, bathe, school... So we were like scheduled for a assembly performance. Like what the fuck right? But, who cares. So we had a due performance for assembly, so like we had to rehearse before performance, rightttt? Well, the time we got before performance was during mother tongue, so like my teacher was all, oh my god, what the fuck, no lesson for my period? And we're like yeah, we have to rehearse... And Ziana was the only one who said we rehearsed the period before... just one period, and we're like no bitch, and yes, bitch, and all that stuff, so it was crazy.. So, it's like after recess, turns out Ziana was right. Fuck. So we were totally owned for Mother Tongue, like we all stood up except for Ziana, and all that shit. DAMN. Well, let me see, what else do I have for you... Hmm. Ok, I know this is like, so fuckin' old, but I just had to share this. There's this site. http://www.fmylife.com/ It is the fucking funniest site ever. It's like a site people go to to tell people how fucked up their lives are. Here are a few of my favourites: Today, I got home from London and discovered my apartment had been broken in to and pretty much everything was gone. I ask my neighbour if he heard anything. He did. He thought I was moving out. He doesn't like me so he helped the guys move out my TV and the rest of my stuff. Fuck, I laughed so hard at this. Today, whilst I was in a corner deli getting snacks, my girlfriend thought it would be funny to drive the car 50m down the street so that I would be confused when I come out... She was picked up by a cop driving without her license and now my car is impounded for 28 days. Hahahaha. Today, in the middle of the night, I was punched in the face by my frightened girlfriend who had just been awakened by her own fart. So, yeah, that's all I have for you... So, deal with it. Oh, yeah, if you visit my blog and don't tag, I will find you, hunt you down and fucking kill you. Motherfucker. Thursday, September 17, 2009, 9:02 PM
tiring.
Where should I start? Okay, I'll start with this morning. Latecoming duty, bla bla bla, wrote the report, bla bla bla, run 2.4km. AH, RUN 2.4KM! So, run run run, then suddenly, wait... I don't know who started it. So, someone started stepping on Zi-OH YEAH. So me, Bryan and Dan were walking behind Ziana, and suddenly Bryan stepped on Ziana's shoe. Likee, stepped on it. So that it came off and showed her socks. From the back. You get what I mean. So, it came off, and she was all pissed and all, AND THAT WAS WHEN THE GAME STARTED. So, we were all like stepping each other's shoes and shit, AND I REALIZED ZIANA CAN'T STEP ON SHOES FOR SHIT. She needs lessons. From professionals. So, the stepping-shoe game began, continued, step step step, cry cry cry, shout shout shout, whack me for no reason... and then I fell. Well, I stepped on Ziana's shoe, then I fell. Yeah. And she kept bugging me about it on the way to class. ANYWAY, so later in the day, Malay oral, didn't even fucking study. But, you have to think. How do you study for an oral? Do you practice speaking or some shit? I don't get it, how do you study for oral? So, left class at 1.40pm, assemble at foyer, take bus to Hwa Chong. And that school is fucking BIG, man. Damn big. Like, you had to walk 1km to reach the entrance. Haha, not that big, but still. So yeah. Colours award rehearsal, fun with Tarmugi and Romzi, laugh laugh laugh, play play play, rehearse rehearse rehearse, usher usher usher, and it's 5pm. Then went back home. Ziana just messaged me. Oh, it's to bug me. Fuck. Wednesday, September 16, 2009, 8:29 PM
the excursion of a feeling.
Now, many of you will be thinking, "Erm, yeah, obviously, because I'm at this page, it's his blog." But, it's just that, I don't make blogs. Well, not often. When I registered for shoutsunilll.blogspot.com, it was available, so I registered it under my e-mail. and I realized I had 6 blogs already. Yeah, SIX. ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX. Well, I deleted all of them. It's time to move on, we're living in the new millenium. Haha, new millenium? Man, I'm talking crap. Anyways, if it wasn't for Ziana, I wouldn't posting now. She was the one that pestered me to get a blog. Well, she didn't pester, but you catch my drift. Even the blog URL was something she made up. But the skin's all mine. MINE. Well, I didn't make it, but still. MINE. And I realize that when you come to a blog, you expect to read about people's lives. Like, you know, how they got up, took a shit, brushed their teeth, had a bath, blah blah blah. BUT, my blog isn't going to be like that. It'll still be about my life and all that, but way more vulgar, and WAY, WAY, WAY more funny. Well, I don't need to think about jokes. Remember that quote from that guy? What was it now... OH YEAH. "Humour doesn't come from thoughts, it comes from actions." Alamak, outstanding. Wait, who said that? Oh, yeah, no one did. See? I told you my life's fucked up. |
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Vanity isn't a sin, a little narcissm wouldn't hurt.Hello. :D My name is Sunil Singh s/o Mahinder Singh. I am currently a student in Juying Secondary School. I am in class 2E1, which stands for TwoExpressOne. I am also a Prefect. I own an iPhone and am obsessed with Apple products. My CCA is Choir and I am in Bass. |
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