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Monday, April 20, 2009 !@#$% 7:51 PM

"Secr-at!"
-Bobby Daryani(And, eventually, everybody else around him)

Zhengde: Shut up, FAT!
Me: Shut up, YELLOW!

Addressing
the weightist challenge Zhengde gave me, I became racist towards him. Hey, don't blame me, blame my classmates. Because of them, I'm becoming more and more racist. Well, okay, maybe not seriously racist(ya see, I'm indirectly praising myself), just basing the racism against humour. Though I do think that sometimes we can get a little too overboard. But as Jonathan Nicholas Seet always said; "We're Singaporeans, we have to be racist!"
And I still agree with him even now. We miss you, dude.

Zhahirin
and Akbar have officially became PRO-Ghosts. Because they did send a message to me(and Ryan and Izati) stating that they were jumping down from the 17th floor of somewhere because they're sick and tired of living. Which sent myself, Siti and Sayidah into a mad rage. Eleven hours later, when I tried to get hold of Akbar, for luck's sake, I actually got a reply. When I thought that both were dead. So today, when I arrived, I had this brilliant plan to ignore the two because, why should I take their presence, they're GHOSTS! I took it that they did jump down and did die. Yes, that carried on until after school, after which I decided that, hey, why not just bus home with Hirin, I am her keeper anyway. So that's the story of how Zhahirin and Akbar became Fatimah Rockers and Ghostboy(due to lack of better name; that was his alias anyway when he woo-ed Zhahirin), respectively.

Ooh, and we saw Zaniel's underwear. Honestly, was the greatest period of PE, without a doubt.
Siti; This week. (:

Wait, one more thing; have I ever mentioned that I think Tommy Te looks like Boo Keong who looks like Ohno? Well, if I haven't then I just did. No, really, look at the three of them, they look the same. Especially between Boo Keong and Ohno Satoshi.


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