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Nov 23, 2007

courses- finished.
p6 books- collected. well, my mum collected it from the school bookshop while i was in 4/3 classroom attending the chinese course busy yapping away to laura, jun han and darren while elsie and agnes answered all the questions.
i felt kinda bad.
but their the ones with brains..so...D:
well, the teacher was annoying- THATS for sure. i told jun han that he looked like a goat- and he gave me the -.- face. he's actually quite ok, in scrabble i thought jun han was some guy that couldnt talk. (: and darren- my 'da ge'- he can be quite annoying at times but other times he's ok. in a weird way. school eventually ended, and when i was walking home i realised me and clarence were walking the same path. (before we went our own ways)

me: what the hell, im taking the same path as you.
clarence: (sissy voice) wth im taking the same path as you.
me: wah lao don't act sissy la.
clarence: -continues to whine- ya ya.
me: well...u got raped today right? by many girls. (thats what he said in class, but actually the 'many girls' didnt raped him..maybe just scratched him or smth.)
clarence: ya ya whatever....u also lo u and the darren (darren scratched my arm- i did kill him- yesterday).
me: *rolls eyes* whatever.
clarence: -MORE whines-
me: soo sissy leh u!
clarence: (act cute voice) ya! *runs away*
me: OEI!!! HAHAHA U SOO SISSY! -starts running-
clarence: -continues running- -turns back to see-

i crossed the road, while clarence kept going straight. and while walking i shouted CLARENCE SOO SISSY. he looked across the street at me, and i smiled. 'SISSY!!!' i pointed to him. 'BYE BYE SISSY!!!' i shouted. he looked across the road, and i waved at him. then i walked off. i looked across the road, and i saw clarence also looking across the road, i shook my head and smiled.
note to self: clarence the sissy
-is very gay at times.




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