I HATE THEM. seriously. CURSE THEM. irritating idiots. PFFT. how dare they say THAT when they themselves... HMPF. I HOPE THEY DIE AN EARLY DEATH. hey suet, sim and lyn, PAYBACK? :D THEY SUCK. SUCK. they should hang themselves off the ceiling (really). SO FAKE.

HAHAH. I WISH. okok. TODAY WAS WEIRD. :D
the day started.. HMM. well. this morning was a BORING ASSEMBLY. and then there was CME. (that's never interesting.) so spent the whole period stoning. HAHA. AND PEARLYN WAS HILARIOUS, SAYING OUR GROUP WAS BRILLIANT. (righhtt)
after CME was chinese. UHHUH. instead of really discussing the work, WE SORT OF STARTED SINGING. :D hahah. ILY LYN, SIM AND JEHMEAN. :D
RECESS YO. (i spent that time also sort of stoning and eating)

THEN. IT WAS THE TIME. THE TIME OF THE HOME EC TEST.
HAHAH. I PUT TOO MUCH EGG. so it turned out a bit flat. and i ate two bites? three maybe? but the chocolate was YUM. (i love chocolate) OOPS. i hope mrs khan gives me the marks yeah?

HISTORY. SPENT THE SECOND HALF CURSING THOSE BITCHES AND SWEARING. idiots. really. making my dear second bestie mad. IDIOTS. (hahah. but i liked the part where we all bitched about them) i'm kinda not so angry now. BUT SERIOUSLY, I'M GONNA MAKE SURE THEY GET THE SAME THING AS US. HMPF. STUPIDSTUPID. who do they think they are??? );

THEN LUNCH. didn't eat. i think. HAHAH. changed for drama and practised. HAHAH. SOMEONE SAID I LOOKED LIKE A GUY. (cool) HAHAHAHAHAHAH. LOL. FINALLY. DRAMA IS OVER. I HOPE THEY DON'T DO THIS NEXT YEAR. blahblah. its so.. crappy. STAYING OVER FOR THREE WHOLE HOURS? THEY ARE NUTS. HEEHEE.

HAHAH. ENOUGH OF BITCHING THEN. :D will cheer up and hopefully go holland village tomorrow and eat ice cream. SMILES. YAYE. HALELLUJAH. :D

OHOH. I SUDDENLY REMEMBERED SOMETHING. just the other day, we saw christy and gang in the MRT and when it was chinese garden, we couldn't. so we thought that they were a hallucination and thought they were run down by a train. I WISH. THAT WOULD BE COOL.

SUET; HAHHA. yesyes, you're so hot. H-A-W-T. :D

you know i hate you (and your guts),
HARRIET