lichen. i swear i hate you!

anyway friends,
happy labour day/may day to you!!

rest well and all that. thank goodness the week is ending.

chorale concert is next week, i grin gleefully. some twit (called christabel) wants a picnic on uh, the esplanade rooftop. how very Cute. my chinese lit ends at 5 howhowhow! you guys must like buy something for me to consume or i will, uh, combust. sniggers. so fun so fun and prz who is going to buy the FLOWERS hmm?

i kinda counted the pens in my pencilbox and i realise only two are like, black/blue. the rest are um, useless devices in varying concoctions of unsuitable colours.

on a final note, my dear brother has been promoted to staff sergeant. approving smiles all around indeed, yes?

ps: someone repair the useless flooble box! and please update or this place will like suffocate and die and then Bad things will befall all of us and you don't want that do you so UPDATE! takes in deep breath.

BYE!

Each hung bell's bow was reightarded

TWO LIT ESSAYS UNFINISHED. I look exceedingly horrified. I feel like slithering up to purvie to cling onto his ankles and beg for an extension into infinity. D:

On a brighter note (like far far away from the heart of darkness), don't you think lickie is exceedingly like an otter. Or a seal. I can't tell the difference, but that's not the important part. You know, those things in Sentosa that balance balls on their noses and flap their flippers and go oi oi.

*cue image of lickie flapping her hands and going OI!*

(btw go check out my msn nic and display pic, a la our dear otter, who refuses to admit that she is one)

Chorale concert on tuesday! I say happily and bounce on my toes. We're going to hear catto SING~~. (and in the meanwhile, badmouth her in front of her parents) Even though with every minute wasted the room is growing darker and the darkness is deepening, the bright ray of sexy feline light remains illuminated by the unextinguishable light of belief and love.

And catto says she's already gotten a cauliflower before. I sulk. Let's get her blades of grass. And onions. And two poems. <333

AND LET'S GO OUT FOR LUNCH BEFORE THAT!!! AND DINNER! excluding The Otter, cause she's flapping off to chinese lit. Humph.

Lichen was reightarded

Eh paiseh for the horrid inactivity kay!



I forgot my password...



WELL HOW'S EVERYONE OVER HERE ON CYBER NET



I'm incredibly high from all these hours of inactivity in front of my com trying to work out the American subprime crisis.



and so far i've only reached one conclusion...









...they are pretty damn screwed.





anyway CHECK THIS PICTURE OUT its so adorable.

christabel was reightarded