January 20, 2006
Just remembered the song which was part
of our literature text in school.
Paperdoll
Im gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
Shell be the truest doll in all this world
Id rather have a Paper Doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
I guess I had a million dolls or more
I guess Ive played the doll game oer and oer
I just quarrelled with Sue, thats why Im blue
Shes gone away and left me just like all dolls do
Ill tell you boys, its tough to be alone
And its tough to love a doll thats not your own
Im through with all of them
Ill never ball again
Say boy, whatcha gonna do?
Im gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
Shell be the truest doll in all this world
Id rather have a Paper Doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
---
Hahaha.
Today we were very sneaky.
We went to PS to collect JY's phone,
had lunch,
it was already 2pm when we finished
eating. (Class started already.)
So we decided to enter class
during breaktime.
Walked around and took neoprints
(and our all time fav hp neos).
The worst machine ever,
$10 and so not user-friendly.
So we heard that he went in,
explained a question
and walked out the class.
By the time we entered class,
he still wasn't there.
But he came in soon after that.
I don't think he knew we
were THAT late. =x
Anyway we regretted entering
at that time.
He attempted another similar question.
(We were planning to skip the first
half because of that.)
I look a little crazy carrying
my file and textbook home.
The file showing T10.
But if you see my textbook,
I was holding T3.
What a big difference ahs.
And today in class 'cher explained
my question to me in Chinese
even though I asked him in English.
And the weirder part is,
he seems more english speaking.
The new free folder is -.-
I wish I had the black one.
Looks nicer and more professional.
On the MRT, some lady was so kiasu
to enter the train she rubbed
her breast agains my arm.
Yucks? Was very disgusting.
Then I kept observing how people
would rush to sit down once someone
stands up. Then "fall asleep" the moment
their butt touches the chair.
(Either so they could secure the seats or
because they were truly that tired OR
they just didn't bother about
those priority passengers.)
Come to think of it,
don't know why the old lady came in
and immediatly shouted at us,
instead of the others.
Yes, I find I'm becoming more
of a critic about the public transport.
But then again, I don't care.
On a happier note,
my dad's cooking is so much better than mine.
HAHA.
Off for now.
-nIx- @ [[6:41 PM]]
Just remembered the song which was part
of our literature text in school.
Paperdoll
Im gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
Shell be the truest doll in all this world
Id rather have a Paper Doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
I guess I had a million dolls or more
I guess Ive played the doll game oer and oer
I just quarrelled with Sue, thats why Im blue
Shes gone away and left me just like all dolls do
Ill tell you boys, its tough to be alone
And its tough to love a doll thats not your own
Im through with all of them
Ill never ball again
Say boy, whatcha gonna do?
Im gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
Shell be the truest doll in all this world
Id rather have a Paper Doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
---
Hahaha.
Today we were very sneaky.
We went to PS to collect JY's phone,
had lunch,
it was already 2pm when we finished
eating. (Class started already.)
So we decided to enter class
during breaktime.
Walked around and took neoprints
(and our all time fav hp neos).
The worst machine ever,
$10 and so not user-friendly.
So we heard that he went in,
explained a question
and walked out the class.
By the time we entered class,
he still wasn't there.
But he came in soon after that.
I don't think he knew we
were THAT late. =x
Anyway we regretted entering
at that time.
He attempted another similar question.
(We were planning to skip the first
half because of that.)
I look a little crazy carrying
my file and textbook home.
The file showing T10.
But if you see my textbook,
I was holding T3.
What a big difference ahs.
And today in class 'cher explained
my question to me in Chinese
even though I asked him in English.
And the weirder part is,
he seems more english speaking.
The new free folder is -.-
I wish I had the black one.
Looks nicer and more professional.
On the MRT, some lady was so kiasu
to enter the train she rubbed
her breast agains my arm.
Yucks? Was very disgusting.
Then I kept observing how people
would rush to sit down once someone
stands up. Then "fall asleep" the moment
their butt touches the chair.
(Either so they could secure the seats or
because they were truly that tired OR
they just didn't bother about
those priority passengers.)
Come to think of it,
don't know why the old lady came in
and immediatly shouted at us,
instead of the others.
Yes, I find I'm becoming more
of a critic about the public transport.
But then again, I don't care.
On a happier note,
my dad's cooking is so much better than mine.
HAHA.
Off for now.
-nIx- @ [[6:41 PM]]
