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Tuesday, March 25, 2008

lit was horrendous. my Othello was like, crapping all the way. it didnt help that the guy sitting next to me kept distracting me by shaking his legs/leaning back in his chair, relaxing/looking around.


ok. all i ask for now is my 43 RANK POINTS. come on man, it cant be that much to ask for right?? i want my no. 7! i want my red jersey! i dont wanna be no. 22 anymore! i dont even like blue!!!!


ok, enough. paper 5 would be worse [dont ask me what happened to papers 2, 3 and 4--i really dont know]--i dont even know what the hell is going on for James Joyce, Boey Kim Cheng and unseen drama. HALP. :/


anyway, as i was doing my lit paper, one small dog was having an operation in an ulu part of Serangoon North, near my sec sch. JUNIOR was having a castration!


poor baby, he has to wear this weird spaceship thing around his neck so that he cant lick his stitches. he looks like this:


i think he was really in pain. he kept groaning and today he actually stiffened up and grimaced in pain. :( oh and can you imagine, balls actually look like this??????

yup, that's what under the skin. :s Maxine Ang the sadist asked the vet to keep Junior's balls for her lah!!!!! Parents Ang were completely grossed out. Mother Ang went, "BLEAHHHHH" and Father Ang went, "eee!! what's that?! throw that away!!! it's gonna stink up the house!!" [P.S Father Ang actually didnt sound as gay as it seems. HAHA]


it's quite fascinating, actually. there's like blue veins all over it and a blood clot or something attached to it. the 2 balls are actually not attached to each other! interesting~ and there's this weird worm-like thingy next to it. oh yeah and it's soft when you poke it. i mean, how many times in your life can you get to see balls in their natural form?? [except in Fear Factor of course- that's not counted]

we were so fascinated by it, we started snapping photos there and then at the vet's clinic like it's some kind of tourist attraction. the receptionist was quite amused.

at the clinic, in the car, at home....Father Ang kept asking us to throw the balls away. finally he gave up.

Father Ang: ok lor, you all want to keep the balls, keep in the freezer tomorrow can cook for the dogs to eat.
me: no, tomorrow i cook for you to eat! APHRODISIAC!
Father Ang: ....

oh and speaking of balls, i am sad to say that both Arsenal and Liverpool lost. oh man. ok i have given up hoping that Arsenal can somehow through some mircale win the EPL. even Arsene Wenger aka Mr. Bean lookalike aka Arsenal's manager also said lor. :((((

anyway, while i was watching the Man U vs Liverpool match the other day, i suddenly came up with a list of the favourite and most hated players in The Big Four! yes, i even have a favourite player for Man U! surprising eh.

ok, here goes.

Favourite Player:

Arsenal: Walcott, duh~ sometimes it's Eduardo/Sagna/Gallas/Adebayor/Rosicky. HAHAHA.

Liverpool: Torres lah! and, hello CHUNGJIAYU, i am not stealing your husband. i only like his skills ok! i still maintain that he looks like a girl. :O

Chelsea: Peter Cech [and his lovely helmet]! ok lah Terry's not bad either.

Man U: Evra, omg he's damn hot. ok sorry. cant help it.

of course, there must be hated players too right:

Arsenal: Senderos. i will nvr forgive him for that own goal. >:( sometimes Clichy too.

Liverpool: Mascherano. ok his skills are good but he's too arrogant. during the Man U match already got 1 yellow card still dont know how to shut up. see lah, kana sent off. serves him right. :P

Chelsea: Ashley Cole. need i say more?

Man U: Ronaldo aka horse-boy. oh yeah, and i tell you, that night the commentator actually said, "there's Christiano Ronaldo; he seems to think that he's some kind of precious species." i SWEAR i'm not making this up. cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye SWEAR.

ok enough already. i admit that Man U is good but that doesnt mean that i have to like them.

"Want one?" Finn holds the box of shortbread out to me.
"No thanks," I say wistfully.
"On a diet?"
"I'm a woman, aren't I?"
"You girls," Finn says caustically. "Always counting calories. It's a bloody bore. I'd really love to just once take a girl out to dinner and have her order extra potatoes."
"Right," I say. "And I expect you take a lot of fat girls out to dinner, do you?"
"What?" Finn looks baffled.
"Typical man," I say bitterly. "You complain about girls dieting, but you want to date perfect size tens who dont have any tummies."

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