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Saturday, December 27, 2003

Today is Friday. yes it is.
good i havent lost touch.
right.
today... uh...lets see woke up at 10am becos of terry's calling stupid younger sister assumed that it was gerard...she's obsessed with him. i swear.
okay im getting out of point.
right so terry called and that begun a whirlwind of calls. called nicola later to check the time and then we did the whole calling thing again and THEN jo had to use the phone. stupid girl.
so then terry called by the other line and then she assumes AGAIN that its gerard. great.
and then i ate my breakfast, went off at like 10.40...was supposed to meet there at 11am anyway but i will be late. so there.
haha.
and then we started off on the poster, but we had to go to the back of the school cos the npcc was using the place with the sofas.
saw grace and ryan there also. haha.
mr marlin rocks by the way. ahahahahhaha if we could i would have taken a photo of the poster it rocks!
they brought waterproof paint.......
we did the radio up and then the teacher came while we were painting. you know i seem to have acquired 3 very enthusiastic erasers. you see cos i was using tailor's chalk to draw on the black cloth. and then when i drew wrong, i just called and then elix and nic and terry would rush over with newspaper and then squabble on who to erase the chalk off. terry being the nice girl and oldest amog us will of course let elix and nic argue larh. :P at around 2.30pm, terry complained of a gnawing in her tummy.

time for lunch! ^^

we went to heartland mall for lunch and we decided on mac' to eat at. hahahha this is the funny part.

Titanic: The French Fried Version
Cast: Rose Fry (something)~French fry 1 with warty nose
Jack Potato (something)~french fry 2 with warty butt
Man who asks Rose's name later in the movie~straw
Iceberg that started it all~ Ice cube(which eventually broke)
and the creme of the crop...
TITANIC: paper napkin, which will break into two but elix said it later broke into three. wadever. it has the word 'Titanic' written on it with ketchup using a sharp french fry. which i eventually ate.

right...sho we did the whole thing...and then the ice cube scratched against the titanic, yada yada yada and then we shredded the titanic, and used the same broken ice cube as the wooden thing that rose was lying on and did them in the air. hee hee. imagination rocks.
jack died and then i ate him, using the barbeque sauce as our blood. :D
so you know, she got saved right? yeah and then there's this guy who asks her for her name? well in my version, he kicked her and said,
'Woss yer name, woman?'
'Rose something.'
wad? we forgot jack's surname......
and rose's last name...
oh dear.
but in the end, as an old woman, she threw the blue diamond thing into the water right?
so the cup cap becomes the diamond and rose looks over into the water...but instead of it dropping, she drops with it and they end in, quote nicola, 'davie jone's locker'. which is the barbeque sauce again...and then we squashed the whole thing under the cup cap.
HAH!
now there's a titanic everyone wants to see.
but im sorry...to see it is better than to hear it. :D
sho we basically went back and then did the painting. mr marlin's eyes rock. they're white and then with a red line and its black in the middle. ahahhahaha
and then terry changed the radio station to 98.7!!!
noooooo!! so i chased her around, and then attempted to paint her but got elix instead. :P she nearly throttled me.
nicola started doing the write up after lunch, sho she assisted me in the chasing of terry. :D took a whole bottle of waterproof paint...red btw and attempted to throw it at her.
in the end, i dint splash her, we got back power 98 and its finally done!! haha the dolphin looks pissed anyway. mr marlin's off his hooker too. :D
tml...we're going to go again...and do...err...i dunnoe. hahaha and we're bringing cds!!
hahaha...and oh yes!! the blink 182 rock!!
haha you see, cos we took some rocks and a brick to set the thing in place cos of the wind. and then i just took this rock and painted out the blink 182 logo on it in red and wrote out blink 182 at the bottom of the rock. and now its on my table with me hahahaha. cool right. :P

Saturday, December 20, 2003

Nellyn:
right. we went training, yada yada yada, mr chia scolded us, cos we played together, wa haha. right and then we came up with this theory that mr chia had hidden cameras in his leaves. you know he always picks them up after training? yeah, that's why. haha and then he rewinds the tape in his camera and then spots us playing. hahah.

today we met that teacher. egads, she's pregnant!! i dint know that. hahaha. did anyone else know that? y'know she dint know that the singapore post centre was the singapore post centre. -smirks-

sho then we went to spc and nicola added a 'k' behind. hahaha all becos of me pronouncing it wrongly. spck. :P yeah, we wondered if we should change it to like 'society for the promotion of coach killing', or 'society for the promotion of killing coaches', etc etc etc but we decided on the original. it has more depth into it. 'society for the prevention of killer coaches'. cos you see, to prevent them from being killer coaches, we kill 'em.

and we've been wondering, how does mr chia keep track of 4 numbers in a stopwatch? mabbe there's this coach camp somewhere, where they teach you to be nice etc but if you were bad you went to boot camp where you're taught to be mean, sho its quite obvious, that mr chia must have been at boot camp. nicola swears that its at least 3 times.

and yay the links are sorted out again. ^^ thanks gerard! and to think that i was sleeping through out the afternoon...was bloody tired. ugh. if nic comes online tonite, ill scan the marlin and the dolphin in okay? and from the looks of it, gerard, do you wanna be our secretary or something ^^ wa hahah or we could just make a position for you. :P but you're supposed to be against some coach. :P

technically, are they our mascots or something?

oh wadever. and then we went to long john silver and crapped ALOT down there. heh heh heh. cant remember much liao wa hahahaha.

sho then we went off to popular, brought some supplies like pencils and etc.
and then we snucked off to the food court and started drawing there. heh heh. first it was all the crap and etc and then we started to really draw... heh. we got a mermaid, like nicola said, the lovely marlin chia, some cute colphin and loads of lotr nonsense.

arent we just pure geniuses. :D
MOVE ON TO GREATER GLORY!!! (hallalujah)
NiC:
well...thank goodness the links are sorted out again :0)
haha...
well..we had the bloody meeting today
and...
LONG LIVE THE EVIL MARLIN!
wait. that's not right. we don't want him to live long, do we now? hahahahaha
and the teacher really, really really needs her head examined. maybe her developing baby is putting so much stress on her that she's cracking.
boo hoo...i don't wanna go back to school to do the banner...especially with all the stupid homework i haven't done...
doomdoomdoomdoomdoom


Friday, December 19, 2003

Nellyn:

I lost my linking for a while. hahaha

random quote: the teacher that's overseeing us needs a serious head check/mind check etc etc etc. adn she has phd. permanent head damage.

my font is already beeg enough thank you very much its the same as yours....and yes we would want you to screw your eyesight cos mr chia would just love it if you die hahahahahaha oh right, he'll love it if i do too hahahaha
:P

infection by the greatest swimmer of our band is alright cos she's very infectious, and since she's the dream team, its quite obvious she'll be infectious. wa hahahaha

okay, on the ideas for the thing...blogger got this weird habit to delete all the rest of my post. stupid blogger.
1. not have a booth at all. say that its a tribute to all the apst dead swimmers that died from training if any curious idiot asks.
2.promote that jocelyn the swimmer wasnt from our cca. if any smarmy twit wants to be some sorta of famous swimmer, im sorry, this isnt the cca for you.
3.say that the swimming pool is acidic. well it IS! okay scratch that. very very very very acidic.
4.say what 2 hours swimming in the hot sun can do to a person. insanity, sane deprivation, urge to join spkc, etc etc etc.

alright. that's all i remember. stupid blogger.

Thursday, December 18, 2003

NiC:

fun random rambling for the day:

a tattoo/piercer without any tattoos/piercings on him/her is really, really, really freaky
NiC:

NOTICE TO THE DEAR VICE-PRESIDENT:

please, please, PLEASE! make the font on your blog BIGGER! i can't read it! seriously. the only way i can sorta make out the words is if i screw my head around and squint like i'm a ninety-nine year old crone...which will damage my eyesight even more, then i can't even see where i'm swimming...(now we won't want that, will we)
NiC:
Breeeee! President's back!
-oops- ack i think i got infected by -drumroll-
the greatest swimmer in our dear mr chia's swim team!
oh yeah
about the "move on to greater glory" (singers in background: hallalujah!) bit...
lets take a vote:
Who wants "move on to greater glory" printed on our swimming tee shirt? stupid-teacher-whose-name-i-keep-forgetting called me at NINE-THIRTY this morning to tell me to notify our dear vice-president that we have to go to physical-mental-emotional suffering/torture this saturday (note: layman's terms - training) as we have to discuss THE BOOTH for swimming in the cca fair. yes. THE BOOTH. capital letters, ominous sounds and all.
as the VP has mentioned...5 bloody members, a psycho coach, not even an official cca and they want us to have a BOOTH. i think it's the first time in 3 or 4 years that swimming has a booth. well there has to be a set criteria [did i spell that right? whatever] and i think the cutoff thing has to be that you have to be able to swim 50m in 50 seconds. well well...as the president and the vice-president are like the 2 slowest swimmers in the history of the pl swim team, some new, SLOWER blood will be nice -evilevil-

or i know many more ways to discourage people from joining. (somehow, this is waay easier to think about)

1. every time someone comes near THE BOOTH, we can run around in circles screaming 'ayewikkubitod'...
2. build a pool in the middle of the grassy area in school and insist people race against mr chia's 2 best swimmers (i shan't name names here...but it's not US, for sure)
3. sit down with prospective swimmers and tell them, in all gory glory, how long, awful and torturous the training sessions are.

of course, if all that fails, the sight of our dear evil all knowing coach standing around our booth will probably make everyone run for cover, screaming. and if he's not able to be around for the whole fair, a picture will do just as well.

and now the disgusting business has been settled, let's allow the president to gloat happily for a while. I HAVE A NEW RADIO/CD PLAYER FOR MY BIRTHDAY! yay! -and it doesn't sulk- -grin grin- *poke*

and the president has been AWOL from our torture since...erm...lessee...oh! november 22nd. im SURE that our dear evil all knowing green trunks pink frills beloved coach has missed me. was planning on skipping out on saturday too...but...now this utter moronic nonsense of a planning for THE BOOTH has cropped up.


stupid teacher. -sulk-
Nellyn:
great the vice president has to go for training on saturday. the stupid teacher wants to say something about our cca fair. cca fair i ask you. we have 4 members and by some weird chance of fate, we have a booth at the cca fair. wad are we going to do? dance around screaming out ayewikkubitod?
some pple are really stupid. we have 4 members mon ami. oh i expect the evil all knowing mr chia would be very happy cos he has more pple to spread his evil influence on....etc etc etc.
sigh..............
or we could just corner them and tell them: JOIN OR WE'LL KILL YOU!!! HAHAHAHAHHA
and then get assasinated by zillions of pple. or we could just go to some mental instituition and thus get ourselves killed. hahahahahahaha
how thus lovely is life.

Tuesday, December 16, 2003

Nellyn:
the vice president of SPKC has been duly insulted.
she had been forced today to spring clean, to cook, to be subjected to loads of house cleaning things. etc etc etc. whatever.
links have not been cooperating. the radio on the computer is stupid. but it is the only way for this vice president to be able to listen to the radio and do her precious blog at the same time. neighbours have infested the vice president's house. it is bloody annoying in the vice president's opinion. not that her opinion is bloody impt anyway. the radio has been sulking, the blog is being stupid and mean, basically everything is being insulting to the vice president's mind today. it is not a good day. terry pratchett would have helped but no...
and the vice president has been declared missing from the 3-times-a-week torture, also known to the lesser beings as training. mr chia is secretly delighted for his only 2 failures of the swim team have finally left the team, and that his team would be able to Move On To Greater Glory.
vice president will also be going to holiday. she is also going to be missing out on christmas day. haha. we'll be off on sunday morning and then back on christmas night. the day itself at night larh, if no one understands the vice president's gibberish. haha.
whoo. the vice president is officially screwed. haha.

~Couple of Hours later.....again~
yay. figured out the linking thing. whee.
Nellyn:
haha. the linking's gone wrong hasnt it. stupid linking ideas.......
squighee them of their money...they're bit tight on cash mate. we need more desperate, underhand and despicable methods...thus giving status to the SPKC!!
them? yeah....... hahaha and yesh the motto ish ayewikkubitod i just created my blog with it. okaY? chill mate.and i might mention that i created it? hahahhaha oh well. funny that our name would come from a band name.....hahahaha quite ingenius really.......oh of course, we're geniuses.....-ego ego- hah.....okay. :P ahhahaha
sho here's the random fact:
blink 182 has 3 members and they are all not gay and they dont wear glasses!! ahhahahahahaaha
ps sorry arh ms president. tha's a joke down there ahhahahaha
NiC:
Well. Random fact time over. Phew.
-Cheers-
wahoo
ok. So. I think you should be the one who does the 'squighee' money stuff
(POKE POKE...ideas?)
anyway, you think they'll dontate? Cos you know how they are....-GriN-
no no no
the motto is
AYEWIKKUBITOD
!
wheeeeee!
and where's the extra 'k' ?
i see none?
you want another random fun fact? (groan!) [shut up!]

45.5% of all statistics are made up!

wheee!
Nellyn:
Okay okay, nellyn's back dont panic dont panic...
-Panicking pple run away-
Great.
right, actually ms president we can find a manufacturer online. its techncially quite possible. but we need the money. now who's going to go up our darling captain and vice captain and squighee the money outta them? hahahaha weeeelllllllllllllll.......?
and ps ms president, ayewikkubitod is my blog. not yours mine.
but oh well. who cares. its our motto anyway. and up till now, im still wondering where the extra 'k' came from.......
but nvm. it makes the nick look nice.
and quantum weather butterflies create thunderstorms!!
pps ms president, that was a random fun fact. ahahahahaha
NiC:
HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!
ok. im spazzzzzzzz!
hehehe
good morning. meeting has commenced
the catchphrase is:

AYEWIKKUBITOD!

ooh but shh! don't tell *ahem* mr chia

we need a manufacturer desperate enough for cash to produce a bright green with lurex frills g-string like pair of swimming trunks.

anyone got any ideas?
nellyn: good MORNING PEOPLE!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH oh yeah....hey... its 12midnight. cool. im sho bloody accurate. hahahahaha
nicola shalt hence forth be president if anyone didnt know. and can anyone pray tell on how am i going to put a tagboard. i want one. WAHAHAHAHHAAHH!!!!!
right. let's work on getting a manufacturer......

Monday, December 15, 2003

'Lo! hahaha the Society of the Prevention of Killer Coaches can finally proceed!!!
Wa hahahahahah!! Dis is a bloody new Society btw ahahahha bloody hard to create blogs y'know. bloody annoying things. i hate life. whatever.
LET THE MEETING COMMENCE!!! WAHAHAHAHAHHAA

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