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Wednesday, July 26, 2006

ok, my comp screwed up the past 2 days so this is a late entry. i'm sure most of you already know about that day when i went to argue with the stupid prefects. haha. ok, this is what happened. i lost my nametag on friday so ethel said she wouldnt book me but i'd hafta wear the masking tape (which i didnt mind cuz im such an ATTENTION WHORE. HAHAHAHAHA) so i happily went around the school on carnival day with that unglam tape. well DUH it couldnt last through the weekend so on mon when i went to school, i went to the den to ask for tape but they didnt have it. NOT MY FAULT RIGHT? so i just went for assembly without a nametag la.

then when the stupid prefects walk down the row, the stupid sec 2 prefect idiot bitch. she was like "you dont have a nametag." then i was like . ya, i lost it last week and i told ethel ardy. then the prefect from THE OTHER CLASS stupid fucker. she came then she was like MUST BOOK, MUST BOOK! so i scolded her la i was like "you are damn unreasonable. i already told you, i went to the den, asked for tape but you didnt have it. so it isnt my fault." and a lot of other things. hahaha yasmin said i was so pissed hahaha and mel said i was her hero. so after i scolded them, they said they will go and check for me. so after that stacy and ethel told me they must book me. then of course i refused la. so i argued with them also. i kept asking why the fuck do i hafta be booked when i LOST it? if forget to bring you book me nvm la. but i LOST it la. bloody fucker. and when i asked them why, they could only say. IT'S THE RULE LOR. whatfuck la please.

they asked me to go talk to adela chee. so i go over there. then she tries very hard to convince me that i SHOULD get booked. she was like where's your spare? i said i lost it a long time ago and sicne it's a SPARE, i thought it was meaningless to replace it. thats what a spare is for right? TO BE LOST. crazy fuck. so i was damn super pissed ardy la. then she was like so exasperated, she said "girl, calm down. don't get so agitated." then i think she really couldnt continue anymore hahaa so she was like "LENNY!" hahahhaha and waved her over. so i explained everything to lenny and i kept emphasizing that i LOST my nametag. then the bitch said that even if lost also must get booked. i pissed like shit la. but i hadta take it like a man cuz if i said i dont wanna follow the 'RULES' then she would have a reason to say i'm in the wrong what.

after that, i go and ask around right. the people who lost their nametag say they never kena book one lor. bloody fuck's ass fat bitch. i bet she fucking made that up so that she wouldnt lose the argument. anyways, makes no sense right. lost ardy must spend moeny make new one. on top of that, still must kena booked. fuck your mother backside la. bloody fuck bitch sia.

well as usual, bear drew a cartoon. wahahaha. here it is.


hahahahaha. stupid idiot. draw me until like some tyrant lidat.

anyways, should i wear a comfy but teletubby-ish punjabi suit or a sari which exposes my not so slim midriff on national day? decisions, decisions.



wrote in the notebook @ 1:56 AM

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