I want to get
Oasis World Stage
on my notebook.
Asking why would prove you're stupid(:

There was cross country for the
freaking westwoodians in
Chinese Garden.
A very smelly event.
My mom can't stand the reek when I got home.
And I didnt run!
that was how bad it was.
It sticks on you.

I've learnt a word from our dear westwoodians.
Cockodile.
Apparently a new species that dwells in Chinese garden, perhaps.
Fucking guy in Secondary school have pronunciation issues.
Singaporeans are getting lower.
or maybe just Westwoodians.
Ya, just Westwoodians(:
Because my cohort, who rocked, graduated already.

I got to see my poly timetable yesterday.
And I have no fucking idea what every
abbreviations
and digits stands for.
So I have to wait for my sister to get back.
Won't matter anyways.
Even if I got to know what class I'm in,
I've got nuts knowing who's in PDI.
I only know Jowell.
and he only knows me in that course.
And then there's this guy named Bernard,
I think.

Nadia and Meera.
They listened to playfm today!
Thanks to my post
previously :D
Playfm is growing, inevitably!
So if you're not listening,
you're losing out(:


(half of the time when I'm blogging, I'm not really thinking)
azrn.