Sunday, December 05, 2004
right. I took SATS on saturday. it was fine really, i mean at least i dont know where the mistakes are yet. gd gd. zzz i was the only guy in sandals.
the pre-test procedures are more exhausting than the test itself. some spastic woman treated us like kids, like cant touch this cant touch that, do this do that.
using new vulgarity to sound less deplorable----> puta is f*cker in spanish. i think nanyang primary guys shd remember. xb too, cause i sent him the song. zz
anyways. during the test, some puta behind, be it girl, boi or bi-puta, farted no less than 3 times. knnb. i almost died. its damn blatant from the smell, but damn stealthy and insidious from the sound -_-. its the classic silent damn gassy fart that makes it impossible to find out the farters identity. believe me, there was only 1 puta in this. all 3 bloody farts smelled the same. shit.
and one guy in front, when breathing out, liked to go ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
for quite long. i really did feel like standing up and calling him something bad. =
went jalan kayu for roti prata for lunch. nice!
went marche for dinner! nice!
then watched epl.
then watched inter demolish messina 5-0, and adriano scoring a hat-trick
the pre-test procedures are more exhausting than the test itself. some spastic woman treated us like kids, like cant touch this cant touch that, do this do that.
using new vulgarity to sound less deplorable----> puta is f*cker in spanish. i think nanyang primary guys shd remember. xb too, cause i sent him the song. zz
anyways. during the test, some puta behind, be it girl, boi or bi-puta, farted no less than 3 times. knnb. i almost died. its damn blatant from the smell, but damn stealthy and insidious from the sound -_-. its the classic silent damn gassy fart that makes it impossible to find out the farters identity. believe me, there was only 1 puta in this. all 3 bloody farts smelled the same. shit.
and one guy in front, when breathing out, liked to go ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
for quite long. i really did feel like standing up and calling him something bad. =
went jalan kayu for roti prata for lunch. nice!
went marche for dinner! nice!
then watched epl.
then watched inter demolish messina 5-0, and adriano scoring a hat-trick
