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Thursday, June 08, 2006
chem lect tdy was just a complete waste of time. she repeated "this will be on the IVLE." so many times. RIGHT. then why make us wake up at such an unearthly hour just to stone in the audi for three hours?
met kaifong for lunch at pizzahut after the lect.
never meet her for quite long alrdy. yes, of cos i see her arnd in school, but din really have a chance to sit down and talked. and so we enjoyed lunch and talked.
highlight of the day
went to train at yck sports complex after going to the amk library.
halfway through trng, this whole bunch of rowdy ah bengs walked past the courts.
one joker pushed the glass door open and tried to come in. said he wanted to play. WHAT A JOKE.
i stared at him and slammed the door in their faces. then i concentrated on my trng.
that group of hair-dyed, poser shirt-wearing retards went to the viewing gallery above the court and started to distract me by talking all sorts of crap.
someone sang lao shu ai da mi in a really horrible voice as well. god knows why they chose that song.
haha he sang worse than william hung and all the CMI contestants in sg idol. or maybe worse. IF you can even call that singing.
din wna waste my energy by even caring about them la. i think if i were to speak to them their electron-sized brain wouldnt understand me anyw. LOL.
wha. then those idiots spit saliva down at the court. like WTH. i very nearly threw my racket at their hollow heads. but i din of cos, MY RACKET EH.
considered volleying balls at their faces. but a ball cost $4.20 la. dont waste money.
if i had a basket of balls i would volley their idiotic faces until they cry for their mummies.
and so i decided that the next best thing to do would be to inform the management la. so i glared at them, grabbed my racket and went out la.
haha those COWARDS ran away as soon as i opened the glass door.
maybe they thgt i was gna use my racket and whack them or whtever.
but i went to inform the counter lady nonetheless. so damn irritated.
trng after that was quite fun. i just imagined them as the balls and whacked as hard as i could. :D
not a bad way to train. lol. target trng.
if i were in a good mood tdy i might have found this thing hilariously funny.
but please dont mess with me when my mood is uglier than the ugliest thing on earth.
assholes.