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童年的纸飞机现在终于飞 回我手里
Tuesday, July 13, 2010, 11:29 AM

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Im bringing sexy back.

Nothing beats eating breakfast in maths class, the iconic first year chairman, morning chases with your classmate rivals, teachers with pms, endless ah teo detentions, sleeping in chinese class, hitting your friends with clay in art class, making fun of your teachers, lame high school fights, folding your skirts up, wearing socks as if you're not wearing them, having three quarters of your school suspended, school starting on late wednesdays, seeing your pals dozing off in the bus in the early morning, afterschool bus rides with jooooong who forces me to share my ipod chuckles, speaking gibberish with your bestfriend and actually making sense with it, each other's ridiculous collection of digusting poses, skipping classes and running away from teachers, never turning up for any activites afterschool, texting during class, slapping the fuck out of each other, copying and cheating during exams and actually getting As, lim lai chuan, starbuckingbitching, going to town after school, saying every rude word off the dictionary, chicken nehneh, annoying friends like these.

even though some days things could get so wrong,
but for you i'll do it all over and over again
all that i went through led me to you
so i'll do it all over and over again
for you