well it's ICT now..
me, fang and belinda are doing the podcast together. so far fang is writing, belinda and i are crapping (:
argh i keep spelling belinda as beline. weird huh?
someone's playing boulevard of broken dreams... :D
there's a group that's doing how to avoid deadly CCA talks.. xD ms goh won't be very pleased.
oh btw here's an original poem, by fang, me and liran
I can't tell you her name
But boring is her game
Looks spastic when she nods
Not a very hot bod [THIS WAS FANG'S IDEA]
Naggy like a grandma
Spits saliva really far
You know who she is
But don't tell- please!
Else she'll open fire
And the consequences will be dire.
argh i've got choir trials later, and now i've got a terrible cough. GARH.
oh well wish me luck ;D
i hate being stuck with you every minute of the day.