onto music. and other things.
« previous entry | next entry »
Jul. 17th, 2005 | 09:58 pm
mood: 
cranky
music: the decemberists - the soldiering life
Went to Borders today for my Geog PT meeting
and ended up waiting for me group members for 45 minutes
AT THE WRONG CAFE.
I know.
All hail my genius.
On other things,
I am on a spate of music downloading
inspired by the difficulty Ben encountered when
he attempted to pass Collide to me.
So pooh to all those nasty viruses out there.
Zhizhi PWNs you.
I have tons and tons of homework to finish by tomorrow.
Good luck to me?
Good luck to me.
Yesyes.
I hate school, you know.
Just like any other normal *glares at Jie* student.
Except for PB.
My sis can't fathom why I'm so enthusiastic about PB.
I don't know why either.
But I love the people I met / got closer to.
And that's good,
I guess.
I don't like my class.
Our primary activity is mugging.
Oh yes - and have I mentioned,
bitching about each other.
Like I am about to do now.
In one sentence:
I HATE CHIN HWEE.
Who cares if she's autistic or what.
I have other autistic friends,
and they're a hundredmillion times
BETTERandNICERandEVERYTHINGELSE THAN HER.
So there.
Joyce started a campaign for the class
to be nicer to CH.
Melly says the Nanyang-ites had one a longlong time ago
and it didn't work.
BLEHHHHHH.
and ended up waiting for me group members for 45 minutes
AT THE WRONG CAFE.
I know.
All hail my genius.
On other things,
I am on a spate of music downloading
inspired by the difficulty Ben encountered when
he attempted to pass Collide to me.
So pooh to all those nasty viruses out there.
Zhizhi PWNs you.
I have tons and tons of homework to finish by tomorrow.
Good luck to me?
Good luck to me.
Yesyes.
I hate school, you know.
Just like any other normal *glares at Jie* student.
Except for PB.
My sis can't fathom why I'm so enthusiastic about PB.
I don't know why either.
But I love the people I met / got closer to.
And that's good,
I guess.
I don't like my class.
Our primary activity is mugging.
Oh yes - and have I mentioned,
bitching about each other.
Like I am about to do now.
In one sentence:
I HATE CHIN HWEE.
Who cares if she's autistic or what.
I have other autistic friends,
and they're a hundredmillion times
BETTERandNICERandEVERYTHINGELSE THAN HER.
So there.
Joyce started a campaign for the class
to be nicer to CH.
Melly says the Nanyang-ites had one a longlong time ago
and it didn't work.
BLEHHHHHH.
