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wooooooahh..... family dinner... we ate at dunno what restaurant. chinese mew year coming. and i thought tml is like chinese mew year eve? and it was like suppose to be some company dinner. my family is like the only malay family there.... rest is scary peoples... i saw lot of my dad's employee's family there... one of them are a very bonding family. just like typical singaporean ... but all of them are like literally tattoed up. even the mumma which is like 50+ or 60+ is like tattooed also. dragon in the neck summore. the most extensively tattooed is the son itself. and hes like younger than me. 14 y/old and green haired. are ye furreal??. i wished i could get a tattoo. a big fat spaceship from Star Trek tattoo on my back. fuck dragons, tribal. be different. i can never have tattoos..it bugs if you feel typical. everyone is having fun. but nevermind, the dinner have like alot of loud people. peoples there are guess-what dominantly chinese. my dads treat summore. "malai ren" treating you yall..hahah. everyones table must have a bottle of tiger, asahi and heineken. my table was all coke and juices.. moving on!

FCD. no. i mean festive bazaar. was gay small... kinda little came. thanks to the dumbass event organizer.. i mean. who tha fuck would come to an event on a weekday esp on a busy friday. the event ALSO takes place from 9am to 1230am. i mean...AM.. AM! WTF??? nothing cool.but my stall was banging mad cash or in this case, oupons, man... we made a like some kinda tikam-tikam ballooon popping game. the other group from my class sells smoothie. i heard they did good, but think so not.. just check out the blog of this woman who recalls how fun it was.heres her address- pokiess. blogspot.com just one look at the address, you can tell how childish this person is. yea. you cant make a rhyme, so stop wasting ma time!

so, the our stall was giving/selling away stuffs and lotsa prizes ranged from personalised test tubes to caps. i think the success of the shop is due to the big poster in front of the stall which was:

$$3 ONLY!!!! Come Come try. SURE WIN ONE!!

then theres a small words at the bottom which says: confirm win one.

that poster was believed to be made by Mrs Ang. notice the grammar, but nevermind, alotta people came to tha stall. everyone was busy. coupon collecting tin hole was like having a sore cos of the prolonged insertion of $1 and $2 coupons. . dunno why the school need the event also. this is like the last year of Monks Hill. next year you wont see it anymore. and the profit of the events would all go to development of the school. what school? monks hill? our population is like 200 ppls only. i tell you, the private Kiddy pre-school (im talkin about the rainbow painted small building near the frequent smoking venue not the madrasah- the madrasah was scary overpopulated. i see the student looks like somekinda troopers in siege of our school. just tooo close and too many)nearby out-populate our school, and also the Kiddy school was like only about the size of our dnt block. develop what man??? i think betta off use that money to make another event for the somekind of memorial event where all the previous students could like come back to their alma mater and have of themselves enjoying sumkinda waay better event, which doesnt take place a busy weekday for the last time before stepping out of mhss. something like that. the first part of the fair, i was supposed to take the old folks from SARA to the fair. this goes to my CIP!! i didnt do this for fucking fun so shuttup. one of the auntie wanna play the Wet Monks Hill Slide. literally everything from the title live up to its name. Monks Hills HILL, the one from karamjits class and slide to down the spiral staircase there. this auntie was whisering me in a "vintage" tone to play that thing. yea. sure you can auntie, if you wanna break your fucking back. but the folks was cool and fun. they were sweet. one of them gave me all the sweets from the goodie bag. hahha... oh yea after that.. i met alot of people. yue wei was in a yellow evo blasting the stereo. is he fucking 19 and driving already? whatever but it was kick-ass,. then i saw mats, cool geeks, peoples in jc uniform,parents, former teachers and whatever peoples. so cool.

oh yea. the DJ was gay... everyone in my class knows that. im not talking about the one that proposed to some gal. im talkin about the other one. the one that wears white headfones and wears mat specs. and the annoying song: Dragostea Din Tei (fucking numa numa) was played for like countless times. Oh yea. FUCK YOU!!.. you can lick my crusty nuts and slurp my dripping ballsweat you muthafuckin hip-hop wannabe DJ ur performance was a package of sucknuts... you fat poser with mat specs. if i see you in my fucking neighbourhood, im gonna fucking beat the living shit out of you. mr whack rhyme. absolute faggot. go for a rap lessons.

okay.. enough of that fatfuck. breathe in, breathe out....FUCK YOU!!!!!

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