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Saturday, November 19, 2005

woke up late.. was supposed to meet samantha at 7 am to go bath w/ her.. but i forgot to set the alarm.. stupid rite? luckily hp was nt on silent and was woken up by it. n den the coaches were full.. n we r oso quite sian den heck la.. asked for refund and came back (n so i m awake and blogging at the unearthly hour of 840am on a sat morn)

its damn cold here!! haah -4 deg now.. n it's a foggy day.. was tinking of gg kenilworth castle walk walk c c (haha my do-sth-interesting-on sat plan will nv change no matter wad) but it's foggy all ard the region. shall wait for ppl to wake up n c how.. anw.. its cold enough nowadays to haf ice on the grd.. n frozen over netball courts etc etc.. damn jia lat..

as for the poem.. haha.. basically a bunch of students are trying to raise funds for money.. and they set up tis service provider thgy.. main idea is tat they will send pizza/ale to yr lectures.. like they'll juz barge in n disrupt yr class n shout yr name n pass u the stuff (n the mascots will go ard making fun n hugging ppl).. the lecturers r being quite a sport tho.. haha letting them do tis.. can imagine in spore the teacher will probably say 'hurry up' with a black face..

anw..then now they r like passing msgs ar gifing flowers on top of sending food n drinks.. they even came in on a test today.. to pass drinks and a love letter to one of the guys.. quite funny cuz the lecturer was like 'rmb you r in the midst of a test so no talking allowed' when the ppl came in..

so ya it was in statistial lab lect when the guys came in.. n they were like 'is ABC here? here's ___ for you'.. n den the last was the flower.. n so we tot ok time to get back to lesson.. when he started saying tat there was a poem for her.. well the 1st part was really bad bad rhymes.. n nth significant.. all the way till wad i rmb.. haha.. the msg bearer cudnt read on after 'add you to my bed'.. he stared at the paper n started laughing.. oh well.. the whole lect juz erupted after the poem was over.. n the poor gal/guy at the receiving end muz b diao till siao lor..

ok wad m i dd here now when i cud b sleeping/mugging.. sianz.. shall take 1h nap.. ciao..


jasmine thought hard on 11/19/2005 04:33:00 PM.