Friday, November 27

Big headed

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I was twirling my thumb drive around my index finger.

It went round and round and round..


Then, "SWOOF"

It flew out and hit my nose.


Fuck my life.
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Thursday, November 26

Dumb Dumb Dee Dumb

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Hello Bello.

I went down town with JC kid today.

I treated her really well today cause I peeled the pandan leaf chicken for her when we dined at Sakura.


In return, she smashed my pyramid-shaped chicken.


She's damn CHIcken-says-good-BYE.

We combed the whole town in search of her prom shoes.

I'm like her humble servant who kept walking around
looking for suitable shoes in the shop

While she sits there and
shake leg shake balls.


Stupid JC kid.
You think you're Cinderella is it.

She's damn CHIcken-says-chee-BYE.


HAHAHA.


Okay.. Now my turn to chee-bye-says-good-bye.



Guuuuud Byyyyyyyye.

Wednesday, November 25

CHEE BYE x DORK FACE

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I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself

I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself.


I fucking hate myself for missing wednesday maths lesson again!
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I motherfucking hate myself that
I wanna bloody give myself
a stone cold stunner.
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Sunday, November 22

Freaked out my byebye

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I forgot to tell you nosey parkers that...


My laptop exploded and I was so petrified that my belly button, butt cheeks, wisdom teeth all fell on the floor.


Okay.
It really scared the living duckies outta me.
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You're just reading nonsense.

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I wanna choke slam myself.

It's gonna be fun.



When I'm stressed, I sing.

I just sang, and felt a lot better.



I think I need to go get a boyfriend soon.

I need an audience.

And someone to practice my wrestling moves on.


On second thoughts.

Actually I just needed a human sacrifice.
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Friday, November 20

I don't wanna talk no more.

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I'm supposed to go to AFA with Dan tomorrow.


Well, I was thinking of taking a breather for the longest time.

I've been badly terribly horribly extremely deprived of entertainment

EVER since oh-so-evil school starts.


BUT I CAN'T! I CAN'T!!!

ARGH!



REPORTS! TUTORIALS! ASSIGNMENTS!
REPORTS! TUTORIALS! ASSIGNMENTS!
REPORTS! TUTORIALS! ASSIGNMENTS!
REPORTS! TUTORIALS! ASSIGNMENTS!
REPORTS! TUTORIALS! ASSIGNMENTS!
REPORTS! TUTORIALS! ASSIGNMENTS!
REPORTS! TUTORIALS! ASSIGNMENTS!
REPORTS! TUTORIALS! ASSIGNMENTS!



Ccb.
Sorry, Dan.
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Wednesday, November 18

Siao people have siao talks

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My blog posts are always short...
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Cause I've got a goddamn dickie the duckie in my head and hardcore reading disorder.


And I'm lazy
Bye Bye.
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When I grow up, I wanna be just like you!

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I just wanna say hi.

HI.
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I wanna be motherfuckingly free of reports and assignments.

I feel like dying!

PLEASE!
Someone just kill ...
my lecturer.
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Sunday, November 15

Imma PussY

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I have the tendency to drunk dial people when I had a drop too much.


You know what?


Actually, it's my alter ego, grace C axe axe, who likes to harass people.


Okay. I know.


It's just me.

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Saturday, November 14

Suck this shit. Retaliate like a pussy.

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What's da latest fuck?


http://usistersforever.blogspot.com/


Coolio website. HAHAHA!


Check it out. I had a good 15 minutes laugh.


The cyber space is sure madly infested with these lianzxs xiao meimeixzs.

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Thursday, November 12

When I say jump, you say HOW HIGH

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My BaKua leader has crazy orgasmic high expectations.


I'm intending to plot a murder against him.


Maybe I should get the other two group members involve too.


The more the merrier.
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Wednesday, November 11

I call you a satan.

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Reports are robbers.

They rob me of my sleeping time.

Grrr. I'll rape your girlfriends in return.

Tuesday, November 10

Hot stuff.

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I was half way through my Jelly Tan's post when I realised I'm running outta time and needs to do my report before my dear leader asks me to eat some shit.


I'm s-s-s-sorry.
Imma a wind breaker.
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Monday, November 9

Nose is nose.

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I wouldn't pretend if I don't like you.



But I'll pretend
if I still like you.
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Obsessed with Obessions .

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I'm obsessed with the word Chee Bye recently.


It's really not so much about my desire to swear.


It's this addictive pronunciation.


Especially when you Say it slowly.


C..H..E..E
(Your lips will pout in such a chee bye way
that it irritates the living chee bye outta people)
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B..Y..E
(First your lips press together
then you separate them with split seconds,
followed by a classic chee bye brow raise to end off)
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I can't help it.. Forgive me.

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I am a chee bye person I admit.

HAHAHA.

I used to sing this song to a girl sitting beside in primary school.


大便大便,

大便大便,

大便座在我旁边~~



It's in the tune of some chinese new year song.

I composed it during chinese new year period.


Cheebye-ness x Infinity.
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Flamingo

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Today, I made up a new song

And irritated the hell outta... myself.


It's supposed to irritate Dawn.

But it just didn't work.

So I got irritated.



I'm so gon' fuck my life.
Ooh, fuck my life.
Please fuck my life.
Just fuck my life.
Guess what?
Now, I'm so gon' fuck YOUR life.
Ooh, fuck your life.
Yeah, fuck your life.
Just fuck your life.


I can go on forever..

But I stopped cause she doesn't give me the desired reaction I want.

So I walked outta the room
in disappointment.
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Like a virgin.

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grace-C-axe-axe-dot-blogspot-dot-com
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I don't wanna go to school tomorrow.
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Can ?
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CHEE BYE NO.
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Guys are dweeb fucks

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I'm watching National Geographic and saw this horny male King Cobra killing a female King cobra cause she doesn't wanna have sex with him.


Grrr.. M-A-N


From humans to snakes, still jerks.
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Thursday, November 5

JERRY TAN?! I'm Tom Ooi..

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Hey people,

It's 3.22am now.

And guess what?


I'VE JUST WON A CYBER WAR ON FACEBOOK!


Damn oh damn.. It's been long since I get to be really chee bye and humiliate people.


Love the taste of victory.

Fill you people in with details tomorrow!
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Wednesday, November 4

Buy me a rotameter

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Life sucks, and then we die.

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Dorkie doggie

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HEY
PEOPLE PEOPLE!!!
Ugly ones, fat ones, pimpled ones,
black ones, short ones, small boobs ones!

Skinny, pretty and tall ones fuck off.

I passed my basic theory test!!!

What? Though easy but a pass is still a pass right?

Don't be so such a dick duck dork..


The aunty sitting next to me was like god darn proud and completed it within 15 minutes.

Then, DANG..

A big
'FAILED'
appeared on her screen
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She started tapping frantically on her screen,
hoping it will disappear
before another chee bye person
like me sees it.
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HAHAHA.
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Nice one aunty.
You've made my day.
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Tuesday, November 3

I say B

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I SCREW SCHOOL.


MONDAY TUESDAY
WEDNESDAY AND THURSDAY
FRIDAY SATURDAY
SATURDAY TO SUNDAY.

PARTY EVERYDAY
PARTY EVERYDAY.



From Zouk to Clark Quay.




Never ending fun yo.


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Monday, November 2

Spookilicious.

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HELLO HALLOWEEN
YOU SPOOKY FREAKS
I swear Zouk has the
craziest get-ups around.

Coolio Foolio.



I know. I look like a big time dweeb.
Forgive me, but I'm really a red indian.





Mr. Money Plant.
Beat that.


The Infamous Grim Ripper.


I know I looked like I'm wearing a sack.
But come on,
I'm an ancient red indian.
I'm not suppose to be SHEXY okay.

Everybody kept disturbing
my BigBird feather.
And everyone kept asking me where the hell is John Smith.
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HOW THE FUCK
DO I KNOW?!
That jerk dumped me and probably went into hiding in America.


Now tell me,
WHO'S IN FOR DA NEXT HALLOWEEN HUH?!
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