So, there was this guy, following me home from Yishun Ring Rd. Then he stepped into the lift and waited for me to press 10 before he pressed 11 (Oh heck, now you know what level I live on). At Level 10, he waited for me to step out before letting the door close, and then opening it again.

When I'd stepped into the house, he began pacing around outside my doorstep. My mum went out to scream at him, so he ran away - and stole my shoes. Later, my mum went down to confront him. He told her that he was looking for a friend he had met on the internet, who owed him $50; he'd thought'd I was that friend's sister. LIKE HELL MANSXSXZ. If it's true, then why is there the need to steal my shoes huh? Turning yourself into the victim, smart move.

Eh, why am I always stalked by cheekopeks?! That's not the whole story, can't be bothered to type it all out. Besides, I don't wanna frighten you ;D Otherwise you might get nightmares of the shoe-stealing-cheekopek. LOLOLLL (:

Are you ever coming back again?

Saturday, Gen's house. Dinner, basketball and Blind Mice. Ooooh, and Anthea said f-. Haha, even though everybody heard, the parents still didn't believe me. Instead, they listened to her when she told them that I said that. Like, whaaaaat?! I don't ever say that ;D Oh yeaaaah.

Sunday, Church. Eheheh, I reached at 8.15am mansxsz. Oh, and Brendan tied his hair up. Combined YDG - this uber uber serious talk about skipping service ZOMGGG. And . . . FOOOODHUNT! ;D But we were really quiet after anyway. (: Caleb and Aaron were gay buddieeees during service, all because X and Y wanted to sit together, tsk tsk, haha. 

Oh heck, I slipped down the stairs on the way to lunch. That's what happens when you turn back to talk to someobody who's just come over to make a nuisance. Blaaaaaaah ://// I'm still damn pissed.

I mean, Like HELLO? They're my friends. They just happen to be guys that all. Yes, I went out to lunch with loads of guys and we had gay liberated sex. Happy? Damn, you're just jealous that you're lacking in female friends.

Lunched at LJS, Lot 1. Seee? I managed to refrain from Mac's! ;D

Table tennis was super demoralising. Stupid commentator supported China, like obviously. But still, it's a Silver. Wtheck.

23/25 for History, I'm going to get my A1 eh ;D I passed Maths as well! Hahahahaha, happy enough.
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I wish I could change so many things, I wish I'd never met you.

OMG, but I don't think I'll be posting too much here. Because, my laptop is failing to work and we've had to set-up my dad's new PC (except it ain't new, it's freaaaaking ancient).

 

(Above only applies to Blogger readers).

 

CORRECTION: I set up the PC, because "I've just bathed and I don't want to get sweaty."

 

End of story, no room for argument there. So, I ended up dragging boxes and boxes off the computer in the storeroom. Haaaaa, I'm such a guy mansxsz. Just cause you bathed, and you didn't want to get sweaty. Wtf, what about me? Ahaaaa, so now the computer is up and running. But . . . . it's f-ing internet filtered. So all my internet usage is going to be tracked. Oh Gaaaaaawd, I think imma die. Everything's going to be fucking tracked. If you want, ask me for my new blog - but it might be private, hahaha. So you're gonna have to create an account, or else, it's too bad ;D

 

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Wednesday, Dance. SYF dancers yet to be known, suspense is killing me. Very listless, tired during dance - that's what happens when you skip lunch eh, you ano freaks. Muscles still hurt.

Thursday - aah, the whole computer episode.

 

Friday, I passed Chinese! ;D 20.5/30, 31/40. Yessss, I know I'm a smart-ass.

 

Oh, I've got 16/20 for Lit as well.

 

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Biased bitches, read somebody's essay (Alicia, Sarah, you know who) which was full of grammar mistakes and misused expressions, yet earned a Band 2 score for English. I know earned is the wrong word, since it clearly wasn't. Plus, Sarah says he plagiarised my SSPP essay. Like, duh! If I tell the teacher, he'll just attribute it to jealousy issues or some other shit. I. Am. Pissed. OMG Alicia, I feel like punching the table. Fecking steals my story, then gets 23 for an essay that is mine, and is full of mistakes. Remind me why there are such people in the world again.

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I'm about to die without internet freedom :S

Ahahahaaa, and Wing Yiu and Rebecca are going ga-ga over their new Elmo ;D

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Sheeeeet! I just remembered that all my pictures and (awesome) music are gone. Forever. Daaaaaamit, and I'd just editted some really pretty ones that day as well. I really feel like dying.