I think this is gonna be the last post I'm typing in this blog. Got bored of Blogdrive+it doesnt work in Safari, so I started a Blogger account http://my-life-storee.blogspot.com . Go there instead.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

1U again today. Jonathan, Henry, Fiona, Bei Inn, and me! Had some time to kill before the movie so we took pix. Watched the movie 'Night in the Museum' then went to T.G.I. Fridays for lunch. Then Fiona and Jonathan left. The remaining ppl went to arcade. Then I watched Zheng and Henry play...mini football? Had a game of bowling. I lost...then we went back to the arcade... Then we came down from the arcade and I went back home. Then End.

I was in the Youth Rally from 8-11 December and it was soooooooooo much fun!! Singing and dancing, jumping about. Making so many new friends. Rediscovering yourself. Watching skits, put on a play. Playing games, looking at the sea. So much more. FUN FUN FUN!!!!!

Zhengs b'day today. Went there, then arcade. Bei Inn, if youre reading this, o offence but you suck at race car driving more than I do. Looked for a present for Zheng and in the end bought a shirt. We ate. Watched the movie Accepted, which is an ok movie, and I found out the movie I wished for is coming out next month!! -I have the book and it rocks, so I wished for a movie to be made out of it. Turns out wishes do come true!!! I felt like exploding with happiness when I found out- Then we took some pix and walked around. Saw some Cempakans. Then I had to go...

I wondered whether my blog still exists, so I came, and heres my entry for today.

No more PMR, but next year Form 4...*sigh* Everybody seems to be going to art stream. If I have a choice, it'll be science.

Mostly nowadays, I co-exist reading, playing PS and doing housework. I rarely blog because its not like talking to anybody issit? Plus no one can write thier life online cuz then stalkers will come or they'll be in danger. Oh wellllllll.....

 

Went to 1 Utama with Bei Inn, Fiona and Zheng Yi! Watched X-Men, which is a really good movie, ate Pizza Hut, took pix and stuff. Saw Min Hua and Siew Pun there and sooo many other Cempakans...

I'm pooped, walk around for so long...'Night all!

Hi little peoples! Its Tuesday and I dont hv skool! Yay me.

I met a nice guy on Maple =) not tellin his name. Plus I met a REALLY REALLY generous fren as well. And now I'm gone *disappears from sight*

Prefects suck. And so many people wanna become prefects. I HATE prefects. Especially one....Form 3 is probably the worst year. Prefect year. Ewwwwww...and so many wannabes out there.

It's wise to remember how easily this wonderful technology can
be misused, sometimes unintentionally, with serious consequences.

Consider the case of the Illinois man who left the snow-filled
streets of Chicago for a vacation in Florida. His wife was on a
business trip and was planning to meet him there the next day.
When he reached his hotel, he decided to send his wife a
quicke-mail. Unable to find the scrap of paper on which he had
written her e-mail address, he did his best to type it in from
memory.

Unfortunately, he missed one letter, and his note was directed
instead to an elderly preacher's wife, whose husband had passed
away only the day before. When the grieving widow checked her
e-mail, she took one look at the monitor, let out a piercing
scream, and fell to the floor in a dead faint.

At the sound, her family rushed into the room and saw this note
on the screen:

Dearest Wife,

Just got checked in. Everything prepared for your arrival
tomorrow.

PS. Sure is hot down here

Donald Rumsfeld died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St.Peter at the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him. He asked, "What are all those clocks?"

St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock. Every time you lie the hands on your clock will move."

"Oh," said Rumsfeld, "whose clock is that?" "That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating that she never told a lie." "Incredible," said Rumsfeld. "And whose clock is that one?" St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire life."

"Where's Bush's clock?" asked Rumsfeld.

"Bush's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan."