Wednesday, February 02, 2005 @ 17:32
number one hundred and thirteen
i can still tolerate him. stupid piece of crap. wait till my tolerance run out. then i'll kill him. tear him into shreads and feed him to some animal. beware. i'm a bit cranky these few days. piss me off, and die.
darn. we might have to do the overseas CIP thing. wth. i'd rather climb kinabalu. but going overseas to help other less fortunate people is a nice thing. i might go do that. and sec3 bonding camp. can i don't go? but for the sake of the class, i'll go. and ap everybody there. then get scolded. not. i'll just go there and be invisible. it's the class committee's camp. enjoy. have fun. don't get killed in the process.
what should i wear for the stupid CNY celebrations? all black? don't know. maybe will standardize with all the NCC people. then we'll sit together. and you'll one the boot print staring at your faces. and to the councillors. there is NO WAY i am going to bring the kids/noobs/sec1 people back to my primary school. i made it a deal that i will not go back unless it is important and that is not important so no. don't even think of asking. don't even think of thinking to ask.
ammonia is a highly soluble gas. mr smith gave 20/20 to almost all the people who handed in the history assignment on time. w00t.
have to go revise physics now. and maths.
this is the dumbest layout yet.
so come on, tell me.