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| Bobbing for BOBCaroline wants cute kids who are absolutely loveable!
edit. We all have our moments, I guess you just saw mine. 


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| For the love of the sport,my first love.
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| IOP Frenzy.
Many thanks to my thirteen hour nap yesterday, I didn't quite do as much about my IOP as I had intended. Big issue, major problems now! Especially so since Na and Nat set such high standards, which is really really intimidating. Tomorrowww, I'll be scared. Very scared.
It's already the 16th of July and my IOP's only twelve and a half minutes long. OH DIEEEEE!!
Happy birthday Yao & Doug Ong!! :D
(Happy belated birthday to Ms Lewis and Seow!)
edit. IOP WAS GOOOD!!! (Good enough)
I DON'T THINK I'VE EVER BEEN THIS FLUSHED IN AN ENTIRE DAY, WITH EMOTIONS SO VOLATILE, BUT I CAN'T THANK YOU GUYS ENOUGH, AND I TOTALLY LOVE YOU ALL. EVEN WHEN I WAS SO RED THAT I COULD HARDLY BREATHE, PLAYING THAT STUPID GAME, LOVEEE!! :D
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| Play more, work more!MAGIC PEN GAME
Darn it! I went for a "N-A-P" at 5pm and woke up at midnight. Thinking that I would only sleep a few hours more, I thoughtlessly went to sleep, only to wake up at like 6:17 on the fifteenth of July. Now I'm officially screwed for IOP. (It's only fifteen percent, right?)
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| Thank YousMax and Reuben Doug Eugene Tim Chen Ming Ted YAO. Nico Genia Ronald Jeremy Mandy Hyung Damian Paul Sa :D Sam Nat Steph Arun Joash Tessa Aries Mike Jing Yan Ting Nat Chin Lenny Lionel Shu Yan Shawn Christina-Beyonce-Leona Quek Zi Yang Marc small Debbie Grace Benjamin (haha) Chong Dah Deb Qing Russ Turd Sherm Wei En Becs Daniella Wee Kee DES Liany Juns Aravind Mark Vicky Sitoh Fei Kim Levin Denise Thing One Debbie Choey Becky Faith Scott Bev Shaddick Nav Justin An Ren Zhi Wai Jason Ann Tau Gay Son Bev Pam Brandon Toh Ju Jov Val Svenja Doug Ong Alena Andrew Yongsie
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I think I'm a simple person, easily appeased. Like anyone else, I have my moments where my inner materialist is let loose on a rampage, though I try to keep it under wraps. Clearly your impulsive artsy sort, I'm not a powerpoint person. I think it's sad how we've come to equate the pinnacle of success to academic excellence. Not just sad, it's depressing. And the whole issue of education killing creativity, Mathematics and Sciences as priorities over Languages and Arts. (But of course, I'm biased.)
I think it's terrible how half of the world's population lives on less than USD$1 a day, and here I am, taking everything for granted. Luxuries that I consider necessities, Joey, Morticia, (My new darling who has yet to be named, 450D), and air-conditioned everywheres (makes me hate school just that little less). Even my friends.
I'd like to think of myself as completely unconventional. (My anti-establishment notions have been slightly suppressed and rationalised.) You know, we all succumb to conformity. Oh! Mark Zuckerberg and his brainchild, Facebook. Apparently, I have a rather evident philosophical streak. Image, identity, disillusion. Ho ho ho. (I'm quite the rebellious sort too.) Dropping out of school, no desk job, living on a farm, results with zero effort, righttt.
I especially like to poke fun at people who insist all things literature, or a simple string of words, must be cryptic, with some masked meaning. Sometimes, it's best to leave your questions on hold. No probing, puh-leazee. I do think that people take advantage of my I'll-be-nice-to-you-till-proven-otherwise attitude. (Unless you're part of the handful I'm indifferent about, then no question there, really. And, actually, I'm not at all sorry for that. I did give everyone a fair chance.)
I think that since it's my birthday, I do deserve this little egocentric autobiography. (So not.)
ANDDDD... (This'll probably be a shocker) I actually don't think it's all that miserable that I'm probably gonna spend (more than half of) my birthday doing IOP. (A somewhat caffeine-induced notion.)
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