funfair

Hello. I'm tired, maybe from having only four hours of sleep last night. At least all the food sold out and tomorrow, we'll see if anyone comes down with food poisoning. Before the funfair, I had rice fingers. After the funfair, i think my fingers have been caramelised. It's a good thing that we had a break day today, because I would have otherwise exploded from the various stimuli that's been unceremoniously thwacking me over the head the last few weeks. I will stop complaining here since nothing can be done about life anyway. I suppose you could kill yourself, but that only leaves behind a lot of mess that you don't have the chance to clean up.

O-levels are drawing nearer and nearer. There's too little time! And now with stupid girl guides on fridays, i can be assured of a fucking good time. What am i going to do???

Oh yeah, another reason to be elated over the end of the alzhiemer's thingy. weijean and her squeally friends won't be coming in the mornings to order more earrings anymore. I think we should call the Guinness World Records. I have never seen a larger gathering of bimbotic ah lians in my life. Maybe weijean will put her many earrings in her many earholes and try to seduce elbert again. She does that whiny thing with pang too, but he's too old for her. I mean gee whiz, can't she even see how fake she is? Does she practice in front of a mirror to master her art? Or maybe, she only ever spends her free time in front of the mirror.