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Friday, February 10, 2006

you know having a blog is kinda like having a girlfriend. you hang out with it all the time. your always checking to see if people tag it. you make entries on it ( for some only la). you play with it when your bored. so who needs girls when you have a blog.

and thats enough for todays consoling paragraph where i try to make my life sound unsad. on to more important things like TV mobile and valentines day. has anyone noticed the amount of citigem ads they've put on recently. every 5 seconds i hear that song come up and fiona xie appears putting her earings on in a very suggestive stance facing the camera (mirror). she then approaches some other chinese actress ( dont really care cause she doesnt have big boobs) ( im just kidding) ( she has big boobs also) ( okay enough with the boobs already) and gives her a pair as well, in a even more suggestive position. i tell ya these ads so dont know how to make you wanna buy jewelery. they only know how get a song stuck in your head for the rest of the day!! and also get some giggles from males in the bus. salute to citigems on wasting money on tv mobile when they should know, people who takes public transport have no money for expensive body decorations!!! goddaaaymm.

o level results are out. not that im taking o levels. so i wont even have to talk about that then.

leaving for scotty land this wednesday. cheap flight cheap flight. so i wont be here to get my a level results. i can just imagine my mother telling me on the phone. "you failed miserably!!". im going to have nightmares of the sort. i can also imagine her toying with my feelings... "you did horribily... well.... at not getting any A... level fails..... because you passed... nothing... badly... because you passed with flying colours... if you consider red ( fail colour) flying...". i really just wanna collect them personally. but oh well.. being told verbally that your life has just ended just doesnt cut it. i need to see it on paper. in cold printed ink on that horrible goverment paper.

celebrating dons birthday was fun. well the fact that don wasnt there kinda defeated the purpose but jeremy and loo and i still downed some liquid babes ( alchohol) and made merry. no worries don, really. just make sure you have a free day before i is zhao from singapore.

cmon everybody smile, i wanna see your gums. even if you dont want to. good night.

James Barr at 6:49 AM

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