tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89940760562103924602012-02-16T01:51:18.244-08:00baboon of the yearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05514020614603258338noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994076056210392460.post-46713403802265374642008-10-29T07:20:00.000-07:002008-10-29T08:02:25.412-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b6vipnHMdaE/SQh0gD4fgwI/AAAAAAAAABw/2ze97mAYsA8/s1600-h/funny-ugly.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b6vipnHMdaE/SQh0gD4fgwI/AAAAAAAAABw/2ze97mAYsA8/s320/funny-ugly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262584258729313026" border="0" /></a><br />Go fug yourself for fuggly is the new pretty =]<br /><br />I was in my dreams this morning and something awaken me up.<br />well, my fuggly daddie snorring.<br />A glance at my phone and it was sweet =] 6.23am. with 7 incoming messages from my darling =D.<br />Just a slip of my mind, i forgot to call her yesterday night.<br />Swiftly, i created a text message and inform her that i'm awake.<br />Oh gawd, so sad...wanted to express my *misses* to her but the fugging network is down.<br />Fuggin phone's battery is 2%<br /><br />After about 5 minutes. mum comes in saying: " boyy! wake up lor...late lor"<br />So i got up from my fuggly bed to go to the washroom and have a quick bathe.<br /><br />'clinks' opens the batheroom door...*the door knob is so dam fugging loose*<br />went in to my mum's room and get the hair dryer on and...<br /><br />Mum: john, call your lazy sista up.<br />John: sure, it's my pleasure(hahaha)<br /><br />gosh! one of the hardest thing to do in life, is waking my fuggly sista up.<br />i got her up in the end too =]<br /><br />i had char siew pau for breakfast.<br />as usual a cup of mailo =D<br />*prepares everything* get in the car and flew of to skewl.<br /><br /><br />the nonsense in school life.<br /><br />Baby, it's time for moral. A <b>moral</b> is a message conveyed or a lesson to be learned from a story or event. The moral may be left to the hearer, reader or viewer to determine for themselves, or may be explicitly encapsulated in a maxim. As an example of the latter, at the end of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aesop%27s_Fables" title="Aesop's Fables">Aesop's fable</a> of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Tortoise_and_the_Hare" title="The Tortoise and the Hare">the Tortoise and the Hare</a>, in which the plodding and determined tortoise wins a race against the much-faster yet extremely arrogant hare, the moral is "slow and steady wins the race."<br /><br /><br />what the fug? sure this is moral? hahah...i got a lesson from miss sook li. she teaches ppl how to play in class..and not studyy!! oh gawd. such a perfect example for us students =] we played truth or dare.<br />the dares: go to someone's table and say *touch my bodeh*<br /> say i love you and stuffs<br /> touch people...(not some obseen parts)<br />There is a real funny thing that gave the gang shockwaves<br />Tian haw and me were planning to dare natalie to do something real stupid.<br />tian haw: *whispers* ask nat nat to go to a new guy's place and ask wheter when he started masturbating..<br />Me:fugging pervert.<br />so natalie really went to *heng songwee* the new guy's desk...(btw he's playing chinese chess.)<br />Nat: 你最后一次打飞机是几时？(when you started masturbating?)<br />The whole gang that heard...they really laughed...for some innocent lady askin a guy some kinda questions..ha ha ha.<br />My heads were down on my hands on the table~...can't stop laughing omaigoard..<br />Ng, the guy who was playing with songwee got a real fugging high shock!<br /><br />Skips till after school.<br /><br />The fugging sunny wheater...<br />John: tze jie! wanna lunch??<br />JIE : bo lui arh lunch what?<br />John: come on laa, i help you pay =]<br /><br />then we go on walking with jayshen to the canteen.<br />well, the noodle soup in canteen sarks like sheet.<br />jay: walao, the curry dam *heong*(smells nice)<br />me: nah, the noodle here sucks man.<br />Jie : they put air mani inside (sperm) to make it smells better.<br />me: oh whatt?? tze jie..you're so the kind of guai zai, why speak like that!<br /><br />unexpected.<br />JIE: fuck you.<br />than we go on chatting and eating...and stuff.<br /><br />well, we walked out of the skewl.<br />and i myself...felt that some aura it's in front...a black black one.<br />maigod, it's dillon..ahahah then we chat about our BSLs...and...nothing funny happened eventually.<br /><br />i'm done with the post. see you guys..buhbyee.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994076056210392460-4671340380226537464?l=johnmokk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>baboon of the yearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05514020614603258338noreply@blogger.com2