ily toh and chan.
Hoho, Love you toh<3
AHHHHHHHHHHHH DEBS WE NEED TO TAKE A PICTURE SOON. <3
I MISS YOU SO MUCH.
anyway, picture posting time.
i need to study, much.
ok, so anyway,
FINALLY TALKED TO MY DEAR DEBS<3 ON THE PHONE OMG MISS YOU SO MUCH<3333333333.
HAIYA TOH, I’LL UPLOAD THE REST ANOTHER DAY K.
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why hello,
i am back from my one day hiatus.
hohohohoho.
sorry loh,
i cannot control myself.
today very funny,
kept talking about shit with grace, sarah, and her friend.
then yeah,
bitched about some people.
namely cockroach, and oral sex girl.
hohohohohoho.
hate themmmmmmmmmmm.
anyways,
hohohoho,
oh,
i can only shit once a week you know,
i think i’m abnormal,
since like everyone shits at least twice, thrice a week.
my dad shits every day.
ok.
i have covered geography chapter 4 and hald of chapter 7.
i have covered 3/4 of maths chapter 2.
I am going to cover the rest of chapter 7,
and revise history chapter 2 and 3, and hopefully cover chapter 6.
and practice the rest of math chapter 2.
all today.
but first, i have to eat my dinner.
I LOVE YOU DEBORAH<3
Anyways,
I was looking through all the sec one photographs, and i found these real funny.
So sexy ah grace.
Oh, wtf.
Just look at my clothes la, so ahma.
omgggggggggggggggggggggg.
AHHAHAHAHHA.
Wah middle finger ah althea.
At least you dont look as bad as me.
This one is kewlz.
And then, i was looking through all the other folders,
and i found this.
Warning,
Its like partial nudity.
OMG I GOT THE SHOCK OF MY LIFE.
Guess who.
Its Joseph Wong.
wow.
Steph.
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bleeding love.
Let’s get ______ up and die.
I’m speaking figuratively, of course.
Like the last time that I committed suicide,
Social suicide.
Yeah so I’m already dead, on the inside,
But I can still pretend.
With my memories and photographs,
I’ve learned to love the lie.
I wanna know what it’s like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent.
I wanna know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense, yeah.
Let me in,
Let me in to the club.
Cause I wanna belong,
And I need to get strong.
And if memory serves.
I’m addicted to words and they’re useless.
Let’s get ______ up and die.
I’m riding hard on the last legs of every lie.
And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode,
I’m about to explode.
I’m a mess, I’m a wreck.
I am perfect and I have learned to accept:
All my problems and short comings,
Cause I am so visceral yet deeply inept.
I want to thank you for being a part of my Forget-Me-Nots and Marigolds,
And all the things that don’t get old.
Is it legal to do this?
I surely don’t know.
It’s the only way I have learned to express myself.
Through other peoples’ descriptions of life.
I’m afraid I’m alone and entirely useless.
Let’s get ______ up and die.
For the last time with feeling,
We’ll try not to smile.
As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the night,
That’s no shock and surprise.
I believe that I can overcome this and beat everything in the end.
But I choose to abuse for the time being.
Maybe I’ll win, but for now I’ve decided to die.
Sister Soldier you’ve been such a positive influence on my mental frame.
If I could ever repay you I would but I’m hard up for cash,
And my memory lacks initiative.
Goddamn the liquor store’s closed.
We’re so close to scoring.
It hurts, it destroys, ’till it kills.
I am tired and hungry and totally useless.
HIATUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.
back after common tests.
ok wait, i will try to stop blogging, but blogging’s so bliddy fun.
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Hello world.
Let me tell you something.
Did you know that the teachers in our school somehow manage to find your blogs, and they read them carefully.
So, in a way, they’re like internet stalkers,
reading your blogs to find out more about you.
A particular teacher,
called my mother and talked to her about me not passing up my forms.
like excuse me please,
its only lately can,
cause i didn’t go school can.
she said,
everytime i give her forms shes always the last one to pass it up.
oh really?
please la.
you all never give me the form how i sign.
then i also cannot find mrs rajah right.
whatever.
“when stephanie’s happy you can tell, when stephanie’s not happy you also can tell.”
“Is it because of the friend thing?”
“Did she blog something bad?”
“Did someone blog something bad?”
Oh my golden goose.
They read your blogs.
Beware.
Anyway,
damn me thinks i’m supposed to be studying.
I’ve only finished revising like what,
one geography chapter?
Alibaba la.
I like this picture.
And in this other one,
Althea: OMG YOU LOOK LIKE THE DEVIL. OMG I LOOK LIKE A GHOST! DELETE!
Steph: NO!
So shiok man.
Continue reading ‘i hate ching chongs that play mahjongz.’
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my faces.
hello.
i couldnt help but post this(:
Me in sec one.
OMG ITS A FRIGGIN MIDDLE PARTING.
WTFWTFWTFWTFWTFWTF.
Me in sec two.
OMG ITS FRIGGIN BANGS.
WTFWTFWTFWTFWTF
Just look at my face.
One so fat, one so much less fat.
omg la.
And look at all the familiar faces circled in red.
Number one,
Janel, you’re damn pretty.
Omg Althea, Elvina and I changed like damn a lot can.
Just look at my face la.
Omg i never knew i was so damn fugly in sec one.
EEEEYERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
yucksssssssssss.
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hello.
hello.
i have a sudden interest in circusses.
the new circus.
sounds real odd,
cirquenouveau.
but whatever it is,
hello new wordpress(:
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