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You're just a mannequin
Wednesday, 5 August 2009 // 16:45

Mood: Rocky
Music: Waking Up In Vegas - Katy Perry

Shut up and put your money where your mouth is
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas
Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas

There was a list of things that happened.

Number one, I really agree with Zhi Hao. I was emo-ing for almost half of the school day. Not really without a purpose, though. I lost my wallet two days ago when I was at 7 Eleven to buy another capsule (Little Miss Sunshine and commoner Mr Nosey). Now, I'm using back last year's Happy Party pouch. I guess Pearline reads my blog, uh. 'Cause she figured out the reason and whispered to Ying Xuan right in front of me.

Number two, during recess time, I sat with Syaza, Joanne and Diana. Dawn, Ying Xuan and Pearline didn't even say anything when I went for recess myself: they went to play chess instead.

Number three, my quota for the "Cookie Sale" haven't even reach 1 sale yet. I need 10 boxes to be sold after 20 August. People, why can't you just treat it as a donation? I mean, the cookies are so much that you can't even finish. Just ask those people that bought them last year. By the way, Zhi Xin was the only one that cared. Thank you so so so much, Tissue. She told her mother to ask her colleagues if they wanted to buy and even SMS me about it.

Number four, the feeling of cutting my arms was creeping deep down in my heart. I was so groveled that I made sure I had something to do and someone beside me, in case I really am eager to kill myself.

Number five, the History paper was returned to us. A disdainful grimace was stuck on my face when I reached for Miss S when she exclaimed the names. I peeked at the top-right corner of the paper. Golly! I passed. Zi Yang topped the class with 20 marks upon 25. Grats, man! He broke his voice so he's a man now. Tissue also got almost full marks for Section A! *three cheers for Tissue!* About the History essay, I'm not announcing anything because that person bought the cookies from Amanda and not me. He also continued with, "I won't ever buy it from you." Fine, bloke.

Number six, I was so desperate on getting orders from anyone in class (even the teachers) and nearly turned into one of those Desperate Housewives. And I even wrote "Buy Cookies" with permanent marker on my palm.

Number seven, Miss V used the star papers Girl Guides made yesterday! I wasn't pretty happy though because doing these stuffs as CIP work is... unbelievable; staying back for 2 hours just to cut star papers. Everyone was given 2. I did three stars because Shao Jun didn't know how to. What about the other one? Zavier took it.

Number eight, "Freak you, ass-ey." and "Boozahh!" are Dawn's famous quotes. She shouted the first one at me when I turn down her offer to be her toilet companion. IPW was empty. Only Miss O came, Miss L didn't because of Upper Sec Oral. People thought that the notice on the whiteboard was real (edited by some nuisance). It wrote, "今天不会有IPW因为妖(?)老师有口试。" Jeannie erased off the "不" and people starts to wonder...

“老师有口试,哪位什么还有?”
“对!为什么?”

Jeannie screamed, "Isn't Miss Ong a teacher?"

Number nine, goodbye

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