It's the end of an era, but it's not the end of an empire

_Thursday, May 26, 2005_

Thanks to the fucking yank Malcolm Glazer who have singlehandedly transformed United from the richest to the poorest in just one day. 12th May 2005 RIP United.

And then the FA Cup final. Hammered arse. Hit the woodwork, Lemon producing saves that he didn't seem capable of. Kinell. Rooney Ronaldo Fletcher the future looks bright tho. Great performance. Desserved to win. Unlucky for penalties. Not that disapppointed really.

And then today, scousers coming back from 3-0 down to draw 3-3 and win ANOTHER peanlty shootout. bollocks. And this is the fucking icingn on the cake. Incredibly shit month it ahs been. I wonder what I have done.

Onto current events then, rained again this morning. Isn't it a coincidence that it rains during non-cca days? Kinell. First was HCL and the mo xie of the three poems I totally flunked it cos I didn't bring the textbook home the previous day. Just great. Then my test result was damn good by my shitty standards. 37 1/2/50 but it wasn';t really that diffiuclt. ACC we watched some video about dumplings. It made my hungry so I ate my hotdog bun in class. Spent the rest of the lesson commanding my ornament which was a soldier with movable arms legs and head to do drill. Lame I know. But I was biored. PE played badminton agian, but last badminton lesson, next term hopefully football(does this sound familiar?). History weverybody was contributing to spread the germs around by coughing continously for 5 mins. Kangkong got annoyed. Good. Home Econs cooked disgusting macooni. Even I myself don;t dare to eat it.

Met Ching Shia, Felicia and JY afterschool to go back, offered them my macoroni and Felicia had one spoonful of it. Terence ate some of it as well and said it was 'nice'. I wish I had tastebuds like his. Er then went back to Damai and tehre was this weird security thing that required us to write all of details down. Like I was some idiot terrorist. Went up to 6 unity classroom noone tehre, and surprise surpise the whiteboard was extremely dirty, must have been Mrs Yip having an ability of not being able to clean the board proeprly.Went downstairs to staff room. Saw Joan and Lu Yen. Saw Mrs YIp nio staff room. Talked cock. She said the P6 this year shite, only got 2 A*s for Maths in SA1. Hahahahaa. Someone give her theP45. Then went to 7-11 with Ching Shia Felicia and Joan. Had a shit forogt whats that called, erm the 7 11 dirnk yea Slurpee. then went home.

Now Im stuck at home not going to bother with hw and forogt to bring back lit file. Which means I won't be repared for the test tmrw. blah. Tmrw at least got spring cleaning after recesss no lessons, and no cca. hurrah. And hols are here officially at 1225pm tmrw. (Tho still need to go back on 2days)