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SILVER
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Saturday, May 26, 2007
the stories that happened yesterday

This is the worst day i ever had.

Once again it is our clique outing. I quite enjoyed myself but sort of fed up with people that does not have any time constriant. Nevermind, since we are friends so okay. We went orchard to shop. My third time going there. Sad right.

Reach there and shop shop shop. We took neoprint. I look ugly but still counted okay la. Then we finish shopping and decided to go play basketball.

Then, it finally reached the climax of my blog. We started playing happily and suddenly some idiot bitch and boys came along. Then, they asked for a match. Obviously, we will jus say okay. Started playing and that flat chest bitch was like scolding us la. She thinks that she can play very well. She jus started running all about with that ball and acting like a pro. But the truth is that she is a FLAT CHEST MONKEY.

She jus started scolding me losers, fat pole, lesbian and scold us flying. If we are that, then u are jus a flat-chest monkey, with no figure and beauty. U are jus a tom-boy. I can jus tell u, the two small little eggs at my house, is still so much bigger then her boobs. Oh sorry, she have no boobs.

She is jus a rough, flat-chest monkey la. Some more she is jus a mummy-kid and still dare to act ah lian. So i purposely cough behind her and shout loser very loudly for 5 times. She better dun let me see her again. Super angry now. So i am jus going on diet and when i am super skinny, i will jus go in front of her. Bitch la. Congratulation to her cause she is the first one that i scolded bitch in my life.

Sorry if i seems harsh in this post but all this are jus against her.



9:32 PM