Thursday, July 13, 2006 ; 7:41 PMyup right right right.
uh huh. sandra asked me to blog so here I am, blogging away.
Oral was fine, K*** was being a obese, overlarge person as she will always will be. (this is censored because I am afraid that somewhere, somehow, someone is going to read this and sue my ass into the abyss of nothing)
I did fine, surprisingly, and failed to be nervous at all.
Well, me being NOT nervous, makes me, well, nervous.
But in the end I wasn't, so yeah I'm rambling, let's move along.
So, sandra said to talk about her, let's see.
what shall we say about sandra? well, I appreciate your kindness sandra, for being in team NGYINSHIAN (not Ng Yin Shian, but NGYINSHIAN, how do you say it anyway? its quite impossible to pronounce actually).
I think my self-esteem is damn low now, because I keep picturing myself screwing up the performance at BOB. Seems like the typical thing I would do.
BEH>
anyway, back to oral, they put us in this extremely clean classroom, as if MOCKING us for getting the DIRTIEST CLASS AWARD. (You know, i wonder why it is even an AWARD?! oxymoron, oxymoron).
and they spelt ANNOUNCEMENTS as ANNOUNMENTS.
and I saw it and I was like: HAH! YOU'RE CLEAN BUT STUPID FUCKERS!
ah, you see I was damn pissed off with their cleanliness.
So yes, Singapore Idol is starting, and I want to see whether the 2 votes I sent in for Paul Twohill was effective.
it better be.