everybody by the count of three laugh out loud. as loud as your voice can project. "1..2..3!" MUAHAHAHA.
was at Delifrance with Priz and i am glad we did. the atmosphere was atrocious. We saw 4 tais tais sitting at a corner drinking some hot cocoa and they laugh like there's no tomorrow. trust me.
i was trying my best to concentrate but Priz kept spouting alot of nonsensical stuff and keep forcing me to take pictures of her-claiming that she is a pretty babe.
Main topic: Britney Spears aka Pricilla
Is official! Priz has decided to setup her blog after millions of years after people started blogging their whole ass off. sounds crude. but i like. History background:
Pricilla Wong started blogging at the age of 13 yrs old.
Visited her blog for a ridiculous 3 times.
Had cheesy poem inside-BEWARE!
"Love is like standing on a piece of cement floor,
the longer you stand
the harder it is for you to leave"
it's something like that. but i don't bother much. i am sorry viewers, for scaring you guys out of your wit with that poem-so called poem. now we know Priz seriously has no future as a poet. Shant digress much into the whole poem thing. *vomit*
Template was britney spears. Britney Spear is a sex whore. she is a screwed teenage pop singer whose career is as good as her boobs sagging downwards. hahs. but priz is still very pretty.(I'm obliged to say that) And i was laughing my whole head off because out of the so many blog templates she could have chose from, she chose britney spears to represent her. what a nice choice.
She officially shut down her blog after visiting it for 3days. God that was so long. but i seriously think she should have shut it down in a day. judging by how Britney Spears's singing career is gone too with his so-screwed-husband Kelvin.
And our Ms Chinese Studies Priz actually had the cheek to ask me.
"SJ! Do you think i should blog in Chinese??"
(i'm so screwed)"ermm. Yeah you can. but i won't visit your blog. so is Jaz."
"Ok."(then she burst out laughing at her own silliness.) what a joke
I did my revision on geography. on some volcanoes structure. what a shit-ass subject. regretted taking that combination. the magma in me is really bursting with the 1001 facts i've to memorise. it's freakish but i'm still doing it. dumb though. we laugh and chat as loud as those tai tais sitting jus 1m away from us or even louder. we had tonnes of fun and i told her alot of stuff. Like imagine 10years down the road. we will be sitting some pub talking about our own family. so funny pls. and she told me not to be so flirt and should settle down. WTH. And she ended with, i bet the girls don't have any idea that you're actually a very traditional guy. (Notice:promoting myself) hahs. i'm glad she understand me so well.
Oh mind! we crap so much that Delifrance is closing soon. We gotta get our ass off those sofa seats and proceed out to snap 1millions of pics. so fun pls. this time we didnt jump around much. Kovan's scenery is in terrible shit. there is no ambience. Passe. but we still manage to beautify the place with our very photogenic faces. hahas. what a joke. but it's true.
and we had some good time playing around with the poles and we had some leg issues to settle soon. hey check out my blog for your update about the LEG ISSUE. very very interesting. bet you guys would love it.
So pretty. hahas. And to emphasis again. she is the pretty Priz aka Priest. sounds cheesy like her poem. we crap so much we laugh at our own jokes. that's how serious it can get when we start opening our mouth. scary you can say but to hell with it, WE LOVE IT! hahs.
We stroll to Mac and took some freaky pics of a cat. i mean 2 cats. but i deleted 1 of the pic. so fugly. i hate cats. sorry to all cat lovers. i seriously don't like cats. i show you how sinister the cat look. 
I've proven my point. it's freakish.
and the cat stared at us with it's laser eyes.
too bad. it seems cyclop didnt pass on his real skill to you.
We detour around the carpark and made our way to mac. Fun. Twister fries. Nuggets. ermm. i need to run 10 rounds around my park tomorrow to kill those extra fats. MUAHAHA.
i need to sleep. and i shall post my very very handsome picture of myself taken by our dear priz. Dun drool! Good Night Priz. sweet dreams. misses you alot.
everybody by the count of three laugh out loud. as loud as your voice can project. "1..2..3!" MUAHAHAHA.
