Searching for blogskins. Found many nice ones. I guess I'm searching for them ahead of time when I'm bored of my current one and I'm too lazy to find another. I'd like to say a big thank-you to my LSCEP teacher. He made us call him Mr Roger, I guess he hates his surname. Ah well. I would too, if I had his surname. Anyways he got me addicted to making my PBL Website. I'm not sure whether it's so that I don't have to worry about it anymore next time, but I'm pretty sure it's got something to do with the fact that it's due like, next month. Ugh.

Self-proclamation: I do not think I look like any of my family members. Although everyone else seems to think otherwise.

I am officially hooked to 'Amazing' by Janelle. Thanks, fish. Treat you to walrus diahhroea next time ;) To those who do not get the joke, too bad. You suck. Naw. Joking. Or not. And J just got me watching Hitler ranting about various things on YouTube. I really feel like punching her. Made me waste precious time watching that shit. Maybe I'll just make her laugh while she's drinking water, or pull her hair. Always easier.

Today it rained the whole of Math lesson. It was actually pretty interesting. I kind of understand sets. Or I did. Until she set us this cheem cheem question. I shall ask my sister, but I think the answer is 3. And if she doesn't know-quoting her 'You think I understand sets? Who understands them anyway??'from last night-I won't ask my dad. He'd probably give me this half an hour long explanation, then another half hour telling me how I should ask him questions like this more often, then expect me to whip out this humungous book and start jabbering questions. I say, no. Thanks.

To Jie: You don't really think I'd give him my blog address? He'd probably spam it to high heavens.

Going back to Math lesson. PA kept on and on about sets and actually I wanted to go out and look at the solar eclipse. Unfortunately, it was raining(which further proves J's theory about it always raining during her lessons). So not much to see, anyway.

I finally mastered the art of turning on the TV in my house! <3 Yay. It's not as easy as you think it is. I have 3 bloody remotes in my house and you have to press and there's a kind of order to it. Once I got it out of this huge, majoy fluke, and promptly forgot how I did it. But then one night I remembered to ask my mum how to on the TV and she told me. I'm so proud of myself :)

I made Bella cheat on Alifish :) who was cheating on Bella, really, with Hickey, Cheese, Jellyfish, and Billy(I think). Anyways. I like saying 'Ming En... you suck' to the one in question, because, really, there's something so wonderfully poetic about it, don't you think? It's wonderful.

I really should start usin my rubber stamps again. But it's kind of hard to stand and sit, stand and sit, to get the dumb stamps. I would try and force my mum to clean out the bottom shelf of the cabinet (of which she occupies half, but that's not as bad as my sister) so I can relocate them.
My sister, as I was saying, takes up half of the dining table and several chairs. I don't even go down there. I stay up here.Explains why my bed is so messy, but then again, I can clear it up within 5 minutes, and I know where all of my stuff are. I think. I think I'll buy Kira-Kira. It's quite nice. Weedflower sounds nice too. Sometimes JiaYi comes up to J's table-and mine, she kind of stands at this middle line- and goes 'the 2 quiet people!' or something like that. Truly, it is not so. Just ask Alina and Mun Yun. I think they'll go otherwise cos according to Simin and Clarice, we fight. But we don't! We have a heated discussion. That's all. Like we were fighting about Macbeth during lit, about what the witches were. Sorry, discussing loudly. And heatedly. But we don't fight.

Watched some funny video in EL class today, called SIGNS. It's quite funny, watching the poor guy's miserable face in his miserable routine. He's so pathetic, it's funny. In the end her resorts to staring at some girl through the window in his office. She sits opposite him. They meet in the end(damn) and well, I hope she's smart enough to dump the guy. If she isn't, she deserves to rot in hell. I'm rather like Jess, I don't tell people to go to Hell, 'cos then they'd blame me if they did. Speaking of which I'd love to meet Ceberus one day. Is that how it's spelt? I'll post this on The Blog ('cos J ain't gonna revert I might as well follow her) and be done with blogs for the day. This post is so long. I'm so proud of myself. And I didn't even rant once. Wow. I must be on a high on Walrus Diarhhoeas :)
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