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About Us
Hello there, we're 6.9 and we're a class from TNPS '07. We are located in super sunny Singapore!We may have our disputes but we always patch up before long. We have spies located all around Singapore in various secondary schools! So you better think twice before you try to mess with the best. And so, blah blah blah. It goes on. We hope someone won't ever mess with the templates anymore Please? *winks* |
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about this blog
This blog was opened by Minyi, BHZY and Edmund to accomodate 6.9's mindless musings and daily rantings.Do enjoy your stay here, and don't take what's not yours! tagboard
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Ruo Ling ;DWei Quan -.- Hong Leng T^T Min Yi O.o Edmund XD Yao Hui ;D Priscilla :D Melissa :) Junie :O Bryan Han =.= archives
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Sadism. Not really.
Hn, when was the last time I actually submitted a post in this blog?
I dunno, really. Nor do I care. Cause I'm here nao. And guess what? I think it's unreasonable for you peeps to continue arguing about CCAs. No CCA is a 'slack' CCA. Each and everyone of them requires your effort to keep it alive and screaming. So NO insulting of Performing Arts, because they work really hard for their SYF competitons or something. NO insulting of Sports, because I come from Sports. And it's not very relaxing y'know. I mean, it's not easy to jog 2km within 10 minutes and do 50 push-ups in a single day. What's more, Cedar Girls' Track team is an eyesore. No offence. But they're monstrously fast in whatever event. Like that time during the Sports Meet at Choa Chu Kang. This girl from Cedar dropped her baton during the 4 x 100m relay. And she still managed to scrap a position two. What a horrifying team of leggy people. Meanwhile, I got a third. And it's all because the baton rolled into my lane. Enough. NO insulting of Uniform Groups. Because they march like mad dogs under the hot sun everyday. NO insulting on Clubs like Art Club, Infocomm, Science Club or whatever. Because I am in Art Club. Of course, I was selected by my Design teacher. Said that I have potential or something. Whatever. Back to my boring Sports topic. Dunman High's Track team never fails to amuse me. What with all their dropping of batons, running out of lanes, clutching their buttocks as they run, dropping of spectacles yadda yadda. Of course, my team is very amusing too. An arrogant guy with a stick shoved up his ass (i hate him a lot), a very beautiful female captain, a very narcissistic male captain, a bunch of monkey-headed juniors, two secondary 2 girls in the entire track team only. Yaddayadda. Yeah, so I managed to steal a Gold for my 2.4km run. I can't wait for my NAPFA test. I love NAPFA tests! Too bad there are only two tests per year. And I'm having major problems with Algebra. Did I tell you guys that I failed my Mathematics term assessment? I have to attend remedial classes. What a sad case. I have a dreadful feeling that I can never make it to an A-Math class. Maybe I'll take design and go to Temasek Poly, since it's so damn near to my house. Hahaha. Time for my sadism to begin. Though this might not be very violent. This is rated G. Hong Leng's 101 ways to kill Benjamin, a retarded asshole in her class, the guy with a stick shoved up his ass. No. 1... Kick his ass. No. 2... Kick his ass HARD. No. 3... Kick his ass VERY HARD. *eyes start gleaming wickedly* No. 4... Kick his ass VERY VERY HARD. No. 5... Kick his ass VERY VERY AND VERY HARD. No. 6... I choose Pikachu! Die, you dumbass. No. 7... Cut his hair and strangle him with it. Oooh, yeah. No. 8... Make a Benjamin doll and perform voodoo. Hahaha! I shall make him cut his wrists and lick the blood off with his tongue. No. 9... Shave him bald. Classis. No. 10... Greymon DIGIVOLVE! I feel pathetic. No. 11... Lock him in a room and leak radiation into it. And watch him turn into Incredible Hulk. No. 12... Cut his limbs off. Preferably with a chainsaw. No. 13... Burn him at stake. Gouge his eyeballs out first. No. 14... Dye his hair pink, green and blue. Repulsive. No. 15... Drive my hand into his chest and grab onto his heart. Crush it, slowly, maliciously, cruelly... I'm ecstatic. No. 16... No shit, what am I doing? I should just saw his head off with a chainsaw. And kill his little girlfriend in front of him. Oh, yes. Damn, I'm off to think of the remaining 84 solutions. Bye. Yours not-so-faithfully, The One and Only, Mighty, Hong Leng the Great. |