I don't even feel like blogging now. Everything that happened over the weekend has blanked out from my head. Me tired.
All weekend I struggled. I battled with my mind to throttle out my half-penny research paper for UGC.
That's all I remember. That's all I want to remember.
Today Peggy Su's flow was really heavy... She was in such a bad mood that from start to end she was yelling her butt off. Railing and ranting at people... haiyah why do people have grudges... Makes you old faster you know. As if life isn't short enough. But then plus point - we ended at 9.25 so we all went up (as usual) to the student lounge (as usual) to play pool (as usual) even though Ben wanted foozball (as usual). Played not bad today la. Many good shots that Hans claimed was chao tyco-ness. I mean I had my usual share of tyco shots but come on la... Some shots were good admit it. Kaijie fumbled at the last part when I was partnered with him, making the blue ball hit the top of the pocket guard and bounce back out again. Lucky it was Kaiyan's turn next hahaha. We won the game.
Originally we wanted to go Mambo one last time, but then G declined, and it finally got into Hans that exams were next week (Eh ya huh! FUCK!). So while G went to the library Hans and I contented ourselves by reading each others' research papers. His was really good lor. Not enough to make me want to become a Satanist, but then that wasn't really the point of the essay anyway. It was clearing (very stupid) misconceptions about Satanism. Me, I just need to add in my thoughts. And done. Lucky Gaylene said Thursday. Otherwise I hand up today my UGC marks will just go down the drain along with pee, shit, and *lalalala*.
I actually sort of told myself not to mention this again. But it is so retarded and deliciously disgusting that I have to. During Maths Hans suddenly whispered into my ear 'I only just noticed how hairy Stone is.'
'Fuck you Hans. Fuck you to the deepest levels of Hell.'
*Hans laughing his ass off*
I don't want to go into the details after that la ok. But among the things we discussed were jungle, rainforest, humidity killing ants (woe be unto them) and natural disasters... Earthquake, tornado, tsunami.
Oh please... Please just kill me. *vomit guts out and die*
Ryan: HOLY CRAP! You killed Renhao. WRAH. *start Chicken Little's Numanuma dance*
*gasp* AHAHA... I'm sorry you know I couldn't help it. AHAHAHA. *laugh so hard that I vomit guts out and die*
Ryan: HOLY CRAP! You killed Renhao. WRAH.
And so the cycle goes on.
orchestrated by Renhao at 8:15:00 pm
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