BIEBER WIENER
Fun Row right there. My row has declared our row The Fun Row because we have three girls (Joseph, Tai San and me), and one manly man (Pratheesh). Joseph shits rainbows and I shit pots of gold and cry diamonds. Also, Tai San sits in between one and a half indians and this annoys the crap out of his racist being. 
This is Li Kim's enthusiastic response at being handed Chinese homework during tennis finals.
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Recently we had our Group Four project and even though we failed terribly with our initial proposal it was A.O.K because we threw cubed potatoes into the warmer, trying to cook them because we were hungry. When life failed us and this didn't turn out as well Daryl tried feeding these semi-cooked starch hunks to the fishes flouncing about in the IB pond. On the bright side, we made those sago lookalike thingabobbies called alginate beads and they explode into awesome drops of silver and unicorns if you squish them between your fingers.
Today was the last day of sku and instead of partying like the hardcore party animals we are, Nicholas and I went running at turf (Flipped a coin like, 1892749872134 times to decide whether or not to train in sku.) and I am amused because THERE IS HARDLY ANY REMAINING HORSE POO ALONG THE RUNNING ROUTE. This is peculiar because there are still (pretty, pretty) horses trotting around. Back in Secondary Two during training I'd try to hold my breath when running past various mounds of horse poo along the cross country route, and then realise the futility of it all when the pain of not breathing while running became too much to bear. This would be followed by a massive gulp of air which really sucked because when I thought about it after, it was akin to swallowing a mouthful of vapourised poo. )O: I can just imagine all that unhappiness making its way down my gullet.
There are still lessons ongoing for the next week or so.. But live through this and you won't look back. I love speaking in lyrics!
Goodbye!
