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She may be dumb, but she is not stupid.

She has a million things to say but has writer's block most of the time.

Say something cool.



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Hello people,
My name is Su-Yen.
Or I could also be Yennie or Yen.
I am seventeen going on a hundred.
I like long walks and country sides.
I like the smell of rain and trees.
This is my blog, Though I'm not sure what it's actually for.
Maybe I want attention. Like yay! x)
No seriously, maybe I do.

Tuesday, 20 October 2009!
LAMENTED AT; 9:34 pm

t's What We Go to School For...

As recommended by Zhuo...



=D what a way to make up for short stubby fingers eh?

and another...



I will Surviiiiiiiiiiivvee...


There was a heated discussion in 5C this morning at the far right hand corner in class which was occupied by Zhuo, JinWai, Lili, Wai and I. It was a typical physics lesson which usually meant lots of arguing about physics concepts and how they do not make sense.


Specimen 1:

Suggest a suitable type of shoe to be worn by a runner.

What type of question is this??

I don't know, how do you answer it?

Well, the question's about pressure isn't it?

Yeah, but it's type.

I know! Nike Airs, or maybe Adidas.

Err.. I think they mean type of shoe as in characteristics.

High surface area, lower pressure, lower impulsive force!

No lah, do you see people running around in McDonald shoes??

Nooo, but I don't see them running around in tiny shoes either. Seriously, would you squeeze your size 11 feet in a size 5 shoe?!?

But lower surface area higher pressure, larger impulsive force and more opposite reaction so your souls can bounce off the ground!

Why don't you just wear shoes your size?


Ohh..


Yeap, that was what we did the first thing in school. For some reason or rather, everyone seemed to be very happy and hyper. We all groan about how it's a waste of time at school but sometimes we just can't help ourselves...

Then, Wai, my sit-beside-buddy turned his wrist and I saw, "You are" written in purple ink. I couldn't resist and used my red pen to scribble on "...my fire". At this point he burst out laughing and turned back to show Lili who gasped and went, SUYEN YOU RUINED MY SONG! 

haha, turns out that it was supposed to be a line from "Clocks" by Coldplay and i buthered it to fit a backstreetboy song!

After that we all burst out giggling again for a long time.

Ahh.. tis' good times in 5C. :) I'm going to miss it a lot.

toodles!