Tuesday, October 26, 2004
hey hey hey

heyheyhey. smetimes chs boys find pleasure in every possible thing.

lyk e starfruit tree. chu and i went to look for mr kuek bout ripping e decorations, then he starts throwing green lil starfruits from some stupid tree near the art block.
{tadadada star wars music}
long long time ago in a galaxy far far away.
ditzy chu ming threw starfruits at me.
and the war of e starfruit throwers has begun.
(background_) bangbang! ahh U hit the crotch! YOU baastard.

and then dere's the ortus carnival. hewlett brought 3 blenders for dunno why, every1 starts slacking, we start designing e catapult shootout game.

the pingpong balls are hilarious. here was my proposed point system:
body shot 2 points( impossible cuz we put heavy hidden weights in e body. con ah!)
head shot 1 point. blieve me, the head is filmsy
hot dog vendor eugene: 3points
hot dog vendor's wife Melissa: 4 ponts. whY? simple, eugene is henpecked.
big boss bernard ping pong ball on top of all his minion 'terrorists': 20 POINTS MUAHAHAHA
like duh. the boss is worth the most. and of course pathetic chs students cant shoot me down.

chu, i'm not gonna stop whining till that point system is up. hmph.
like why? cuz i designed e funny stuff.
"brought to you by eugene's hotdogs. it just tasts better.:" nobody can do BETTER THAN ME. ME!
"my grandma can shoot better than you, pussy wussy." if ms hoa hadnt said anything, i wouldnt have cancelled off that pussy wussy thingy.
"moron rescue zone"
"nokia"

like duh, the whole thing's shit without my doodling.
nono, must take picture of my creation. so u guys can screw off, and regret letting me doodle more. HA!


wah mr kuek is realli screwed up. like sure, he's a good art tcher, but he's just so goddamned bad tempered. wha, u scared of a little drizzle? puh-lese.
argh, why am i feeling so lethargic though the oc's coming? eh, oc's ortus carnival ah, not....
CALIFORNIA! CALIFORNIA! CALIFORNNNNNIIIIAAAAAA!!!!
well, our stall's gonna suck.
eh jon hu, b visitin ur ice scream stall 1st thing in e morning. i wanna stuff the biggest stick u hav in stock up eugene's ass. he owes jeremy some dares, wont hurt if jeremy gave me one.

dj shi hang, lets plae some oc music! lyk:
in the end indian theory.
tuo diao
ling meng cao de wei dao
accidentally in love
any other cha siao songs lar.

eh every1, rmb to patronise our 2i store ar! thankew....




ME
bernard (you could spell it gerard)