Wednesday, May 10, 2006
potato rhyme
THE POTATO RHYME1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8we hate potatohead!
we want to see him dead!
he says 'dont be late'!
chorus:
hahahahaha
hahahahahaha
hahahahaha
he loves to kiss his leg
even in his bed
that's why he has no date!
chorus:
lalalalala
lalalalalala
lalalalala
we dont even care
because he has no hair!
and he looks like a bear
NAH NEE NAH NEE POOH POOH
TADA!
tune: happy tree friends.
-[c]copyrighted by julianne,sze-ern,felicia and rachel(=
MR POTATOHEAD!!!READ THIS.
IT'S DEDICATED TO YOU!
((:
mrpotatohead was wasting mine and rachel's
precious could-be-used-for-studying-time.
he told us that he found our blogs.
and he proved it by quoting some sentences.
and he knows everything.
and i mean everything.
mrpotatohead: and please ah, for goodness' sake.
DON"T GO TO TM TODAY AGAIN.
me and rachel: ohgosh! he really knows about our blogs.
him: i have a powerful search engine.
I DON'T LIKE YOUR SEARCH ENGINE MRPOTATOHEAD.
...and, we didn't go to tm today.
((:
we listened. see?
we're gooooood.
oh and mr chiang and mr yap also came to
chou re nao.
AHAHA.
so i got really really distracted.
today's lit paper was rushed.
as usual.
but i managed to finish it.
although i didn't complete what i intended to write.
2 more papers.
2 more critical papers.
2 more really critical papers.
okay.
so today was yet another really fun day.
so, to cut the long story short,
jul, fel, rach and i went to KfC for brunch.
and then went to my house to take photos.
take uber spastic photos.
to put on the card we're giving MK.
then when i got home.
i was in HOT SOUP.
cos i didn't tell my mom i was going downstairs.
and she told my dad.
so naturally i would think that i would be
grounded or something.
but when my dad got home,
he didn't raise his voice or anything.
he just talked about it over with me.
during dinner.
i find that his approach to getting me to speak my heart is
more effective than my mom's method.
so he talked for a long time.
but i felt it was good.
he motivated me to be a better person
and some other stuff.
he told me that i wasn't the only person the the household,
and that i needed to think of those around me.
dad: so you see, if you want to be respected, you've got to respect others.
me: *nods head slightly*
dad: and... ... ... (other stuff)
me: *stares at the dinner plate*
ah, that was a small part only.
i find this kind of small talk effective.
i hope there'll be more.
AHAHA.
i mean it.
Anonymous walked on the sunny side.
5:00 PM.
5:00 PM.