Friday, April 06, 2007



[c=12]Br[/c=9]y[c=12]an[/c=9] says, 'It's [a=15][c=9]OVER[/c][/a=16]....' says:
i want emersius!!!!
[c=12]Br[/c=9]y[c=12]an[/c=9] says, 'It's [a=15][c=9]OVER[/c][/a=16]....' says:
see my display pic?
[Linus] The winds will forever mean "Chinese Orchestra" to me says:
I must have picked up too much from BenjaminLin today =)
[c=12]Br[/c=9]y[c=12]an[/c=9] says, 'It's [a=15][c=9]OVER[/c][/a=16]....' says:
see my display pic EVOLVE
[c=12]Br[/c=9]y[c=12]an[/c=9] says, 'It's [a=15][c=9]OVER[/c][/a=16]....' says:
OMG HES SO CUTE
[Linus] The winds will forever mean "Chinese Orchestra" to me says:
Thanks for giving me the quote for my blogpost

For some reason, I am blogging at a very weird ( oh look it's 12.00 am ) time again. For while I was suppose to having retired to lalaland at about 10 pm due to a very strenous and tiring day at Benjamin Lin's house. We ( Emersius, Wee Bian, Wei Liang, I and of course Benjamin Lin ) played several sports and games and had lots of fun.

Although Wee Bian's name there might lead those familiar with him to think "Ohnoezsex", you are wrong.

We played Tennis, KungFuChaos, Street Soccer, Tennis in that order.

The last three are Xbox games by the way. Like we could play KungFuChaos in real life.
We'd obviously be pwnt by Emersius' Kawaii-Smile O'Doom

Least I would.

I am also several shades darker for today's experience. Nevertheless, since I "recovered" from CIC's "tanning salon", I'm quite confident that I will be back to my usual anaemic-vampiric-skin-colour in a few days.

[Tomorrow]
Chinese Orchestra Committee Meeting 8 A.M+
Drama SYF Meeting 9 A.M+
Red Shirt banner painting Forgot-what-time A.M +

Blah.
Blah
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Benjamin has a cute piggy-massager. I took a picture of Emersius with it. Photos shall be uploaded at a later date, unless I'm still all lazy and procrastinaty. So yar, don't expect photos.

Tennis was so tiring. I mean, like actually running around. And perspiring ( Not sweat, animals sweat ). The RGS girls who read my blog are probably GaspAtoto'ing their heads off now. No, not at the "bitchiness" because I'm (unfortunately) bitchy 25/8, but at the fact that I

play sports.

Gasp! Atotoabourrit!

Jordan Scott Miller's blog was quite surprising. I mean, quite a difference from what I perceived him to be. And although I approve not of the vulgarities, I'd be lying if I say I didn't giggle with amusement at some of the more creative descriptions. Not that I endorse it, mind you.

Hmm, 12.13 am. Seeing as that daddy dearest is not fetching me to school tomorrow, and thus I have to endure an ardous 30-mins long bus ride in undoubtably cramped conditions ( I see plenty of red underlines for the spellcheck but I'm quite tired and frankly Spellcheck and proper spelling can kiss my ass for now ), I should sleep now. And I'm sleeping soon, anyway, after this blog post.

And I'm strangely excited about the committee meeting ( shoot I typed blogpost just now for some weird reason ) tomorrow. Hopefully, we'll really bring out our best tomorrow to plan the "ReConstruction" of VSCO. Which is an overly-dramatic figure-of-speech in my opinion. Though appropriate, nevertheless.

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