EXAMS IN THREE DAYS. no time to post. And did you know that they have straws for hot coffee!?? Darn, i always thought they were just really cute little stirrers with holes.


Decided not to leave my very sad f1 prediction (that did not come true) entry as the top story.







Guess the picture.
if you say lap top. 10 points
if you say math work. 20 points (ahh add 10 points more for having such faith in me)
if you say formula one live timing for Brazilian Grand Prix Qualifiers.

YOU'RE SUCH A F1 GEEK.


anyway. waS watching live timing at 12 am last night. yes. thats what desperate ppl wihtout cable television do. so here it is, the top pole positions for the start grid later, which is in about... 2 hours.




Although id rather Alonso won, and considering he's starting at P4, the odds are that Hamilton will win the drivers championship. It's times like this that permutations and combinations you learn in school actually come in handy.

Hamilton, Alonso, or Raikkonen? ill give you ten bucks if its Kimi.




Todays mood: L-A-Z-Y

The intention is the key ain't it. Its the thought that counts you know.

"Did you intend to kill him boy?"
"No i didn't, it was an accident!"
Proven not guity and free of all charges.

I promise i woke up with the very very good intention of making the most of my second last saturday before exams. Alarm set at seven thirty AM. Noble. A well intentioned planned agenda consisting of a highly intimate double date with atmospheric processes and macroeconomics. But you know how it is. We can never really say for sure that our plans, no matter what they may be, will pull through 100% no? Thats life mate. Had the intention the night before to go running when i woke too, but hey, it was pouring buckets out there.

Self denial is a therapeutic. But boys and girls under 18, please do not try this at home without prior permission from parents. Say it with me, I shouldnt be a self denying lazy bum who doesnt want to study when PSLE and O'levels are in actual fact such a breeze.

Oh Lord, please don't punish me for being a slacker! I needa pass my A levels.


Check out tommorows breakfast. Yummy doughuts dipped in fat and coated in more fat and sprinkled with colourful fat. Fantabulous! My fat thighs need to be maintained you know. Even cars need refuelling.

Which reminds me. Brazillian Grand Prix Tmr. GO ALONSO! GO HAMILTON! If only McLaren weren't such idiots. 'Go McLaren!' would have been a good 10 letters shorter.




This is my Kg. My KG is rather... exciting. Sometimes we brink onto sheer insanity but thats just SOMEtimes, or not. Don't be decieved by their stoic personas in Church. All these aunties and uncles are actually closet maniacs. Just look at uncle low chew. And you haven't even heard Elder Ang Hum James Bond yet. Funny how coming across old photos never cease to plunge us all into reminiscences for the next few hours.

Yeeaaap. Apparently she's supposed to be studying. And apparently her A levels are only 11 days away. Apparently she should be stressed. But she is actually. Give her a break will you. Brains are fried, sizzling and crying out for mercy, "Oh please!!! Not more cyclone formations!!!!"

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