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Elias sometimes known as yayas... Dont ask me why.. Haha... A kind soul..
A Serangoonist stuck in an ugly-looking school! fat_moo(at)hotmail(dot)com

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Wednesday, September 19, 2007

XD posted at 8:49 PM

Sugar, Spice and Everything Nice ROCK to the CORE.
--> It's the name of the game we designed.

A perfect game.
It was a masterpiece. A truly fine game at its finest.
Even Colin (Collin or Coleen or Colleeen) enjoyed it and wish to play the game again on the next lesson of PE.

Im so proud of it.
Tap tap Elias on his shoulders.

After PE...
Every sight of viscous fluid was unbearable.
Walking pass the canteen was a murder. A true crime scene with pieces of perfection put together.
My patience were tested up to the brink of insanity.
This test was a long, enduring one.
However, my persistence to triumph over the ordeal urged me on to live.
I was torn and tattered...
Needless to say, i was feeling scrutinized.
The ticking clock doesnt appear to tick any faster than a sloth manouvring from one branch to another.
By dawn, i was bruised from all the tribulations i undergo.
Why am i not listing the trails i faced?
It's too gruesome to typed it out. People with a weak heart might not be able to handle the truth..
Now, my stomach is filled with carbohydrates to last me the night.
Yummy, it was..
Indeed..

Bried overview of what had happened to day in point forms:-

- PE was a blast
- Feeling thirsty soon after PE.
- Dehydrated. Salivary glands stopped working.
- Maths was insightful
- Gp... Haha...
- Mother tongue... Bored.
- Library session with class to study.