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ELAINE; I ♥ God, Raffles Netball (Batch '11) and my friends to the max!
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Tuesday, October 23, 2007
hello.i'm officially pissed off with someone now. we're more like strangers than friends. msg to that person (if that your reading): i dont care about you anymore and dont give a dam about what happen to you. im fed up with helping you with those stupid dirty jobs all the time. you have never bothered about how I would feel, have you?
ok i dont care about you i dont bother and i dont give a dam. thats all. u may think its crap, but its not. good bye for good. ; anyway, the chairpersons stayed back today. daryl stayed till 2.40 only. but we slacked a lot so he didnt do anything much. =X xDD den me , daph and viv talked a lot maybe we talked too much. lol TMRW is my turn to be the chairperson! *freaks out* dunno how i'm going to perform. er, hope i don't screw up. =XX lalala. hahaha. lalahahalala. ok those 'hahas' were so fake. i'm not even in the mood to laugh now. sianz. played captain's ball against 6K today. lost 23-25. zi xin smashed my nose. )): yo zi xin, if anything happens to my nose i'll never let you off! xDD jkjk lah. lol kk gtg. byee elaine < /3 Monday, October 22, 2007
YO!erm i guess that all GEPers will know that there's an interclass debate going on hor. im the honorable chairperson! xD lala. lol ok it sucks to even be the chairperson. i dun even want to be involved. i had to do 2 rounds but then i realised that im going overseas so in the end im only 'hosting' one round. -sian- staying back tmrw to plan the speech. gah *yawns* lalala, elmo's world. boo. im not going to get a new phone (only this 'new' lan lan de phone) until my contract's over. see lah? my parents promised me to get me a new one if i get 265. den today my mom said that theres no way im going to get a phone EVEN IF i get 280+ for psle (wateva. knowing me, thats out of my reach) watever. she spoilt my phone in the first place *****. (sry, but i dun care) right now, i'll be happy to get 260+. i tried my best. she's CANT and DOESNT have the right to do anything EVEN IF I GET LOWER THAN THAT. who's the one who said "DONT KNOW LAH STUPID!" when i asked her a math problem? she always boast about being the top in level in math last time, and yet she wat the hell. k i dun want to talk about stupid things. right now im going to be satisfied with my phone. ya. bloody hell. gah. bye. not in mood. sorry. i hate it at home. im never happy all thanks to some ppl. signing off elaine Thursday, October 11, 2007
k the previous one was sad, not touching. but this one IS touching. blah wateva.On the day after Jack Benny's death in December, 1974, a single long stemmed red rose was delivered to Mary Livingstone Benny, his wife of 48 years. When the blossoms continued to arrive, day after day, Mary called the florist to find out who sent them. "Quite a while before Jack passed away," the florist told her, "He stopped in to send a bouquet. As he was leaving, he suddenly turned back and said, "If anything should happen to me, I want you to send Mary a single rose every day." There was complete silence on Mary's end of the line, then weeping, she said, "Goodbye." Subsequently, Mary learned that Jack had actually included a provision for the flowers in his will, one perfect red rose daily for the rest of her life.
hi. another touching story. im feeling emo nowadays. sry. juz feeling confused and pissed off.
Remember the day I borrowed your brand new car and I dented it? I thought you'd kill me but you didn't. And remember the time I dragged you to the beach and you said it would rain and it did? I thought you'd say, "I told you so", but you didn't. Do you remember the time I flirted with all the guys to make you jealous and you were. I thought you'd leave me, but you didn't. Do you remember the time I spilled strawberry pie all over your car rug. I thought you'd hit me but you didn't. And remember the time I forgot to tell you the dance was formal and you showed up in jeans? I thought you'd drop me. But you didn't. Yes, there were lots of things you didn't do. But you put up with me and you loved me and you protected me. There were lots of thing I wanted to make up to you when you returned from Vietnam. But you didn't. Monday, October 8, 2007
sharing a touching story wif u...:Once upon a time there was a little boy who was raised in a orphanage. The little boy had always wished that he could fly like a bird. It was very difficult for him to understand why he could not fly. There were birds at the zoo that were much bigger than he, and they could fly. "Why can't I?" he thought. "Is there something wrong with me?" he wondered. There was another little boy who was crippled. He had always wished that he could walk and run like other little boys and girls. "Why can't I be like them?" he thought. One day the little orphan boy who had wanted to fly like a bird ran away from the orphanage. He came upon a park where he saw the little boy who could not walk or run playing in the sandbox. He ran over to the little boy and asked him if he had ever wanted to fly like a bird. "No," said the little boy who could not walk or run. "But I have wondered what it would be like to walk and run like other boys and girls." "That is very sad." said the little boy who wanted to fly. "Do you think we could be friends?" he said to the little boy in the sandbox. "Sure." said the little boy. The two little boys played for hours. They made sand castles and made really funny sounds with their mouths. Sounds which made them laugh real hard. Then the little boy's father came with a wheelchair to pick up his son. The little boy who had always wanted to fly ran over to the boy's father and whispered something into his ear. "That would be OK," said the man. The little boy who had always wanted to fly like a bird ran over to his new friend and said, "You are my only friend and I wish that there was something that I could do to make you walk and run like other little boys and girls. But I can't. But there is something that I can do for you." The little orphan boy turned around and told his new friend to slide up onto his back. He then began to run across the grass. Faster and faster he ran, carrying the little crippled boy on his back. Faster and harder he ran across the park. Harder and harder he made his legs travel. Soon the wind just whistled across the two little boys' faces. The little boy's father began to cry as he watched his beautiful little crippled son flapping his arms up and down in the wind, all the while yelling at the top of his voice, "I'M FLYING, DADDY. I'M FLYING!" on this day a month ago, a little innocent soul left us, forever. let us observe 1 min of silence for him .
wootz.
OVERRR!!!!! lalalala. ITS OVER. OVER> VOER> VOER>Kerjakl'ejraet'bnegnas but science was hard. BBUUUTTT ITSSS SSSTTTIIILLLL OOOVVVVEEEERRRR!!!! lalala. but now im so freaking bored luh. haha ppl who tagged on my blog thanks. especially seniors oaky?xDD ok. ya.. yaaayyy.ok. VERY BORED NOW. gahhh/ gah.gahgah.gah.gah.gah.gah. UGHS. bye. bored. |
