MAJOR UPHAUL;
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Yo crazy baloneys. I am a kim. I dislike irritating and annoying brats, long talks and Flo Rida. Some of you might not agree. But there you go. Art is subjective. I enjoy scoffing sweets , snacks ,etc and Leona Lewis. What? No, no, I don't like to eat her. Never mind. But most importantly...I'm fat. :]

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Hoi! You peeps that come to my blog must get me ALL of these things!! Kidding lah, no cause to freak out. I want a dog. I mean, harlo? Where have you been? Living on the back of a humpback whale? Uh, and music CDs. Good ones. Go ask Steph. Plus, oh, I don't know. Teachers with a GOOD SENSE OF HUMOUR?? Also, they cannot give us (too much) homework. Hence my coff, coff, award-winning novel Revenge of the HW.

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    Wednesday, November 5, 2008

    Today's excursion was quite fun, lah. But the tour guide talked a lot. He talked in the bus and no one was listening, we were all busy talking and eating. And he started blabbing about dunno-what landmarks and stuff the minute we got off the bus and brought us to see these shophouses. After that he brought us to this mosque and started explaining the sequence of washing before you enter. Yeah, I thought we had to wash and got the shock of my life. Of course we didn't have to lah. It would probably take us like, and hour to finish. When we entered the mosque he told us to sit down and he--- started talking again. After that we went to this place to eat. Of course, we ate like fat, mad pigs. And the boys kept screaming their heads off for no rhyme or reason. After lunch we went to this place to buy perfume. We went to the mosque again after that and peeked into the little glass window and saw the tombs or something. I don't know what to call it. MC tried to scare everyone by saying there was a skeleton but no one was buying it. POMPEII!!! :DDD Then we trooped off to this row of shops selling all kinds of knick-knacks and MC bought this whole packet of those glue-bubbles things and we were all blowing them in class.