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Perhaps, in the extravagance
of youth, we give away our
devotions easily and all but
arbitrarily, on the mistaken
assumption that we’ll always
have more to give."
- Michael Cunningham
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- Michael Cunningham
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Saturday, March 1, 2008
i have fallen into the same hole two weeks in a row, that is, taking bus 16 home from katong, knowing full well that many strange people will board bus 16 when it passes through the (about to be torn down) national stadium.
a week ago, the bus was bombarded with a swarm of twittering girl guides after their 'thinking day' convention (think about what, i ask. i bet most of them were thinking about the best places to go shopping after the convention rather than anything truly constructive).
and this week, boarding the bus were a foul-smelling assortment of burnt skinned members of the opposite sex. if i had deodorant with me, i would have given it to them free-of-charge. the lesser known reason behind global warming revealed.
---
would anyone be interested in a business proposition?
because ever since friday's bio test, ive become increasingly (if not thoroughly) convinced mr e**ns vodoo dolls will sell very well among the secondary three community.
i mean, which self respecting bio student taught by him can truthfully say she doesnt feel like pricking a needle through his head right now? (you know you want to)
just an idea.
"i hate the man." - el
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did you say the guest-of-honour is going to make a speech?
SOMEBODY STOP HER!!!
chloroform!
toilet paper!
old chang kee!
the cat in the hat!
edison chen!
condom man!
global warming!
anything but the speech please,
a week ago, the bus was bombarded with a swarm of twittering girl guides after their 'thinking day' convention (think about what, i ask. i bet most of them were thinking about the best places to go shopping after the convention rather than anything truly constructive).
and this week, boarding the bus were a foul-smelling assortment of burnt skinned members of the opposite sex. if i had deodorant with me, i would have given it to them free-of-charge. the lesser known reason behind global warming revealed.
---
would anyone be interested in a business proposition?
because ever since friday's bio test, ive become increasingly (if not thoroughly) convinced mr e**ns vodoo dolls will sell very well among the secondary three community.
i mean, which self respecting bio student taught by him can truthfully say she doesnt feel like pricking a needle through his head right now? (you know you want to)
just an idea.
"i hate the man." - el
---
did you say the guest-of-honour is going to make a speech?
SOMEBODY STOP HER!!!
chloroform!
toilet paper!
old chang kee!
the cat in the hat!
edison chen!
condom man!
global warming!
anything but the speech please,