Today Home Ec was damn fun!
Gill and I both scored full marks. Muahahahahah. High five, baby!
We made some chicken rice thingy and we were told to add one teaspoon of sesame oil, and Gwen being ever-so-blur(no offence), added one TABLEspoon of the damn oil and when Gill told me I so wasn't surprised. But THEN, Gwen kept saying it was really oily and, yeah, we all know she's on her, uhm, diet, if you can call it that, on account of how she vows not to eat at the start of every single recess then starts stealing food usually from Nuttaye, Marie and Gill. Hah.
So anyway, the brilliant Gwen suddenly thought of a brilliant idea! She said, "Oh YEAH! I have my oil blotters!" And so she took out her grapefruit scented oil blotter sheets and started dabbing at the pieces of marinated chicken! Gill and I were like, OMG.
She used one sheet and only after that realised that her chicken would be uhm, scented.
I am blessed to have such smart friends. :)
I want to watch The Simpsons.
Ohmygosh. Apparently now Lindsay Lohan, whom "Mary Phua" plain adores, made a bet with her other skanky friends that she can sleep with Becks.
According to the Sun, Lohan bet her friends about $50,000 that she could sleep with David before December. Says an insider, "Lindsay and her pals have been talking about the Beckhams' arrival non-stop. They all reckon David is gorgeous and Lindsay set the challenge to get stuck in. The rich girls all want to meet Becks."
Like what the hell, who SAYS that? Oh yeah, Lindsay Lohan.
Urgh. I thought she was going to jail or something?
Bloody hell.
That is so un-fetch.
Sorry Marie, for insulting your LiLo, but using "fetch" does not mean I'm supporting your perpetual use of the word either.
Once again, Cher Professeur de 19ème anniversaire heureux!