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Tuesday, November 14, 2006
@9:31 PM

lolx. some more emo stuff about class separation. bear with me please?
i feel crazy about this actually. sometimes when i recall the memories, i cry. because 2p will be no more. but sometimes, i start laughing. because i noe that even though those are only memories i have left, they will remind me of the great times we had.

anyway. i want to flame some random anonymous people. i call them anonymous cos i dunno their names. strangers actually. its flamethrower time! oops bad pun. *gets flamed for lousy pun. everyone says "uhhh! lame!!!"* firstly, i blame the school uniform. i was going to take a bus to macritchie for training. at this point, i could sidetrack and go on a boring rant on training, but nah. dun wanna bore u ppl.

so anyway, i met two kids (those kind of primary school kids who think they are "kool"). well one of them obviously thought i was a pushover (and a geek), so he said softly to me as he walked past,"ri geek". ok so now i could be unreasonable and do personal flaming. which i dislike, cos like everyone noes, it shows u r losing the argument.
so like the type of person i am, i just ignored him (while rolling my eyes).

then after i crossed the road, i met two teenagers, or adolescents (showing off my vocab, or lack of it), who also think they are "kool". so they wanna try to provoke me. one of them makes sure im looking at him, then he points at me and starts laughing. obviously to provoke me. so i look away, for fear i blind myself with their stupidness and become retarded too. and then when they get on the bus, he tried to call me (i dunno what he said. i turned a deaf ear).

so. what i feel about you. immature. i actually sense some sort of jealousy too. in fact i think its bullying. you know why i think they are jealous? because they are too dumb(or just dun wanna work hard enuff) to get into ri. they look like those sort of school drop-outs with attitude problems. best way to win them is just ignore. let them laugh. but i, will get the last laugh. *hahaha*

aha. time to get all political. gst increase. that means... we have to pay more. i actually dun noe much about why, but something like help the poor, decrease the gap between rich and poor, etc.
nvm i update about this next post after i get more info. i dun wanna be sued for getting the facts wrong.

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