yesterday was mr balan's last day in school. and justina heng. she was our co-form teacher during the first term. but i kinda like lionel more. so glad he isn't leaving. i'm gonna miss that guy. mr balan, i mean. the way he talks is hilarious. to me, anyway.
well ms heng won't annoy me about my fringe. cos she won't be around. c'mon even jamie stopped telling me off. even mr singh stopped. even mdm RAHAYU stopped. and now mr singh's after yuling's hair. and now mdm rahayu's after yuling, chloe and nadiah. and now jamie is after chloe.
oh i'm such a good person.
i might start throwing up.
nadiah and i were the only girls wearing ethnic costumes yesterday. ram too. but he's a guy so he isn't counted in the hall of shame.
i had to wear nadiah's stupid heels. not that they're stupid. but i don't like them.
PATRICIA DOES NOT WEAR HEELS.
PATRICIA DOES NOT WEAR SANDALS.
PATRICIA ONLY WEARS SNEAKERS.
PATRICIA ONLY WEARS SLIPPERS.
i can't wear the costume and wear sneakers, right? that would be strange.
the malay costume nadiah lent me was bright blue. BRIGHT. and brenda was so happy cos she didn't encounter any trouble looking for me. why?
cos i was bright.
i went home.
and there was a party. birthday party of my friends' friend.
i said hi to my friends. talked. walked.
;DD
SINGAPORE IDOL IS SO BORING. i don't understand why girls think PAUL TWOHILL IS SO COOL AND HOT AND CRAP. he's such an EMO-WANNABE. please get out. get a haircut. i can't believe he can have the hair to call himself an emo kid.
all the contestants who can actually sing are voted out.
the POPULAR ONES are those who CAN'T SING. all their friends vote of them for the sake of friendship. that isn't what singapore idol is about.
please vote for the ones who can sing.
well what's the point now.
don't bother voting.
and now i'm sitting down on this old and squeaky swivel chair. i may start talking about stuff that don't make sense.
i may blog later.
i know you miss me.
;D<3

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