Saturday, April 11, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Wei Yun wants a Skype or phone buddy... Talking on MSN isn't the same.
Must be willing to listen to rants, to have random ideas thrown at them, be willing to talk from 12-3 in the morning.
Yeah, I don't think that I can find anyone.
Wei Yun is pathetic...
And incredibly bored :]
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
18:04WeiYun
you!!!
18:04Priya
I IZ FOUND.
18:04WeiYun
YEAH BABY
18:04Priya
-grinds-
o___o
18:05WeiYun
how be you!
18:05Priya
tired but good; holidays for me.
you?
18:06WeiYun
holidays for me
but they aren't holidays
18:06Priya
SAME YEAH.
IB holidays = not holidays at all.
18:06WeiYun
i know. especially in your second year right!
come on. history student
test me.
on... something.
18:07WeiYun
even though you're in SL
18:07Priya
okay.
General MacArthur.
What did he do?
18:07WeiYun
he woke up in the morning
went to work
breathed
ate
HEY IT'S TRUE
okay seriously though
18:07Priya
two points for that origin and purpose.
18:07WeiYun
he was the general during the korean war
and he wanted to BOMB THE HELL OUT OF KOREA
BECAUSE HE DID NOT LIKE COMMUNIST KIMCHI
18:08Priya
yes he did and he was amazing but he preferred BIBIMBAP.
18:08WeiYun
YEAH BABY
and and and and and he had twenty cats
grew tomatoes to throw at neighbours
and predicted the future using his toenails
18:09Priya
and experimented with fermented pineapples to throw at Truman
18:13WeiYun
and he was the one that tested the nuclear weapons in north korea
BECAUSE HE IS IMMORTAL
18:13Priya
AND HE'Z GEY.
18:16WeiYun
WITH BUSH
A GAY BUSH
LIKE THE ONE THAT HAS LEAVES
18:16Priya
A GAY NUCLEAR BUSH.
WITH LEAVES.
AND MISSILES.
18:16WeiYun
THAT LEAVES MISSILES
AND... TOMATOES
Sunday, April 5, 2009
My ice cream has ranged from the icy...

To the creamy...
To the ones with cheesecake on the side.
The latest addition to my range of ice cream, however, has really taken the cake. No pun intended.
Let's put it this way. When you tear its cover open, you see this yellow pointy thing that's just calling your name... You bite down, hard, and this yellow fluid spills out all over your tongue and into your throat.

I KID YOU NOT. WRONGEST. ICE CREAM. EVER.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
There's nothing I can say here anymore, really, without offending or hurting someone I know.
Talked about blog-stalking people yesterday. I wonder who blog-stalks me?
Not that there's anything interesting on here for people to stalk me about. Maybe to mock me with, but nothing interesting to stalk me with. Which I am grateful for.
Went to Chili's. Took photos. Scared Wai Kit. The poor waiter. He probably thinks I'm psycho.
I need to post pictures here some day. Show the world my beautiful gorgeous friends and direct them to their blogs. (That does not include the male ones, that are nowhere near beautiful and gorgeous)
Took a big load of fun photos yesterday, but the USB cable that connects my memory stick to the computer isn't working. Curses. However will I get my new Facebook DP up is my first worry.
Vanity oh vanity. Speaking of which, Jasryn painted my nails orange with blue stars yesterday.
She sucks at Guitar Hero. Darren and Panit are decidedly good. It was funny watching Darren play Sweet Home Alabama. Joey's not bad, better than his sister at least, despite claiming not to have fun.
... To be frank, I've never seen a bunch of males that quiet. They were just staring at the screen.
Everyone leaves.
I laze around. Try to study. ( ).
I sleep.
