For once, I'm going to leave the title blank.

Okay. Gunner's blog rocks. It's so, very, HIM. Y'know what I mean? It's like, what he talk about in person is reflected directly onto his blog. It's like having a cyberspace Gunny. Cool.

Scouts. I think I'm going to let this blog show up on my Blogger profile soon because I've gotten over my hatred for RVScouts. But I still think that it's really sickening when it conicides with my personal plans on short-term notice. (Mr Faizad, if you find your way here, please, please, PLEASE don't get angry.)

Today I went to watch Mr Bean with RX, Gunner & Shaunito. It rocked. Yay. Haven't seen any good movies for a looong time.

Another thing. I think 6R is one of the most brilliant classes to set foot on Rulang. We had the most perfectest collection of jocks, teenyboppers, nerds, geek, dork, misfits, smartasses, teachers' pets, jokers (not me, really) and all the other unique odd ends. Not to mention other fair share of fads, grudges, scoldings and competitions. We rocked, didn't we? But the thing is, our teacher's a hog. Oh well.

The first thing that Mr Goh asked me when I went to Rulang quite some time ago was,"Are you still the class clown?"
Well, Mr Goh, I am not he class clown. NEVER HAS BEEN, never will be. The term "class clown" suggests a kinda anti-teacher, low-quality jokes rebel. Am I like this? Well... heh heh... I'm kinda like this. But the thing is, I respect Mr Goh (the sky falls) and I thinks he is one of the better teachers I had. (Pigs fly.) (I sound like Long Jian+Vignes+Ian+Yi Rui. The world ends.)And my jokes are high-quality one-liners which aren't racist, sexist, specist nor ageist. Got that?

RX lent me Infinty On High & Under My Skin. Thanks.

Well, that's all. I think my posts are startin' to get boring so the next time I post, it'll be 100% philsopical crap, true-blue Hypocrite-Hater (kudos to The Gunner for "showing me the light") and anti-popular-stuff. Look forward to it.

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