Happy New Year To One And All! Hope 2007's going to be awesome.

2007, is going to be hectic. Duh. Well, full of challenges, lots of breakdowns *I suppose*, and fun. Things to note, expect the unexpected and things happen for a reason. Let's see what I have to look forward to in 2007.

Piano Exam.
Violin Concert.
Band Concert.
PBMF, Hawaii.
Confirmation.
SYF Central Judging.
Violin Exam.
Graduation Night. (I don't really give a damn.)
O Levels.
Die :)

Wow. Great. Awesome. Goodness.

New Year's Resolutions
1 To stop biting my inner part of my lips.
2 To be punctual, always. (I bet all of you who just read No.2 just sniggered. Lol.)
3 To use more of my brains.
4 Use less vulgarities. (Impossible but I'll try.)
5 Be less emo (although I'm not THAT emo now), anti-social, and more nice.
6 To stop procrastinating.
7 To be more independent.
8 To be much much much more committed to my music.

New Year's Eve was, I don't exactly know how to describe in an adjective. Fun? Retarded? For the sake of Weelyn, it was, fun. Haha. Alright, Weelyn, thanks for the invite, because I can never imagine myself spending New Year in a bus, or a bus stop, again. So, we went out, for the countdown and at first, I was procrastinating at how countdowns are retarded. I still think they are, but at least those I was out with made it fun. Elaborate? No. Haha. Too long. It'd take days and days. So, the day/evening/night was filled with vulgarities for me, because too many people offended me. Too many ti orh orhs. It was jammed pack, I don't think I'll be going for anymore countdowns. Best thing, we waited so long and they didn't literally count down. I realise that we were only standing there to watch fireworks. Imagine my face.

It was one pretty wild night. I got high on Sprite. Weelyn got molested. Amanda got interested in a dustbin. Wilson and Caspar had awesome time bonding as a gay couple. Nelson and Roy, no comments, hell knows what they were doing, they were always away.

Oh yes yes yes! I remembered, lucky I remembered, that I have to blog about this really really significant part of the night/day. So well, after the countdown, we went to Coffee Bean, me hoping to get a drink. The queue was super duper long, I kind of decided not to, but we just sat down. We squeezed into this really cramped corner of Coffee Bean, and behind us, was the counter thingy, which had the straws, packets of sugar, cups, cold water, and the four containers containing, cinammon, nutmeg, chocolate and vanilla powder, if I'm not wrong. So, well, whatever condiments I just named, they were all part of the grossest thing which happened there. First, the guys asked if we wanted cold water. So they drank, then I told Wilson to mix the chocolate powder with the water then you'll get a drink, so, he did that, drank it. Super duper gross. I wonder how it tasted like. Anyway, next thing, is the funniest part. They took the packet sugar, wait, no, Wilson took the packet sugar and gave it out to us. Then, he took the four cans, then open the cinammon one, and...Sorry, I decided to delete everything after typing the whole chunk, in case we get into trouble. If you want to know what happened, ask me personally. Its fucking hilarious. I'm sure you'd want to know about it, so just ask. I'm just playing safe, in case, there was really food poisoning at Coffee Bean and police are reading blogs. Haha.

Things To Take Note From Yesterday's Countdown

1 Do not make decisions spontaneously. Its better to walk forward and look for other ways of going down. Thanks to the guys, who made a decision to go down at a wrong point, we got into a can of ti orh orhs.
2 Make sure you've got your transportation covered before going for a countdown. We, were cursing, and in fact, we took close to half an hour waiting for a cab. Call for cab? Oh yes, we did try, SOMEBODY gave me the wrong number. 65551111 your head. Lol.
3 Jamie Cullum is NOT a screwed up Jazz Artist. Never.
4 Green Tea kills sperms. Wow.
5 Ti orh orhs, work so hard at construction sites, and their earnings all go to the aerosol sprays fund. I saw two fucking gay ti orh orhs, standing on some thing, spraying those sprays. Fucking gays.
6 Be high, nobody cares about what you do. That's what we did. We didn't care. We did the craziest shit, nobody even bothered. I shouted Fuck into a bunch of ti orh orhs' faces, they were pushing like shit, and they got scared. We shouted Happy New Year to everyone, they didn't care. Fucktards. So rude, they didn't reply. The guys banged on those portable toilet doors, and shouted Happy New Year, those inside didn't care but the guys, being the gay couple, Wilson and Caspar, felt that they did a good deed because they must have shocked the idiot inside constipating, then everything must have came out when they banged on the door. Hilarious shit.
7 (I forgot what I wanted to type already)
8 Put Amanda and Wilson together, you'd get an argument. With Amanda losing in the end obviously. Lol and Lmfao. Khoo, please don't kill me. Haha.

I have a few things to propose to the Government for Year 2007/08's Countdown.
1 No Aerosol Sprays.
2 Have one countdown in Little India, specially for the Indians. The other races can continue with their own countdown at Marina Bay/Esplanade.

Eunice and Cindy, you all missed out quite a lot. Haha. There's always a next year though. Let's hope we survive first.

I just spent New Year's Day, rushing through my homework. Amanda and I had people, walking past us, commenting that we're hardworking. No comments.

5 Reasons To Look Forward To School
1 To get over and done with O Levels.
2 To find out if Sim Pheck Choo is seriously not going to be our form, and to find out if we have to close SPC-A.
3 Re-Start A&W (Tentative, note that Weelyn, Tentative. Haha.)
4 Friends.
5 Being Sec 4, (SEC 4, YES YES YES!) and getting to bully teachers and juniors. To hell with RTC.

Reasons To NOT Look Forward To School
1 Homework.
2 Teachers.
3 Principal and her long "You-all-had-a-good-long-two-months-break-so-I-suppose-you-all-should-be-much-refreshed-and-Sec-4s-you-all-have-to-set-your-eyes-on-your-targets" assembly talk.
4 New batch of twitty Sec 1s. It gets worse each year. This year, apparently, are bigger in size. MUCH bigger. This means, it's bad, I can't show off my authority, because they'd be bigger than me. BOO!
5 Standard Tests.
Oh wait! I have one last thing.
6 2.4km run, which means, Morning Runs.
Sorry, new addition.
7 Camp Corri. This might offend those who are looking forward to Camp Corri, but I'm totally not looking forward to it. Sec 2s, goodness.

IT'S RAINING! I SMELL THE RAIN!
Happy New Year once again, from the Cullums! :)

Mrs Audrey Cullum

MRS AUDREY CULLUM
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