This is frustrating. I can't find the space to type in the title. And i'm forced to blog by Ting. Ugh. I don't feel like blogging. I'm at Ting's seat. The supervisors are all gone. Don't know where they go. Yay! So happy! Cannot wait for lunch time. Err kay. Nothing else. Will blog more when i finally realise i got something intelligent to say. Which is hopefully soon.
(TING: cause u're so stupid. u will never have intelligient thing to say. )
HAHAHA. SHUT UP TING. In the first place, you spelt intelligent wrongly. Sorry yeah.. SO DUMBCOCK. Becoming like Jit. Which is pathetically sad. (TING: NOOOOOOOOO! i dont wanna be like JIT!! its so insulting =x)
Hopefully Jit never erad that or
(TING: leave the 'read' like that.) (MIN: NOOO! its typo) (FIGHT)
- teacher back! continue in the next entry.
The Clique<3 2:36 AMY
By the time you swear you're his,
Shivering and sighing,
And he vows his passion is
Infinite, undying,
Lady, make a note of this -
One of you is lying. -Dorothy Parkerâ¥
