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Friday, July 14, 2006
Today sumthing funny yet interesting happened in my class.
During recess time, someone (i dunno who) knocked down another person's bottle, and flooded the area. This also happened on 2 other bottles. The whole place was wet.
To make it worse, some ppl were playing those squirt Nike bottles. And they even squirted each others' stuff. lol.
In the end, a number of people had to clean up the place. The whole mess was cleaned, the place was dry, and the evidence was cleared (except for some wet foolscap left to dry), all by the time our math teacher and FT, mrs lim, came it. She didnt suspect anything.

This shows the playful, stupid, monkey antics of our class.

@ 9:01 PM

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David Kwek Wei Han
14 March 1993
Proud Rafflesian
1M/2M '06/'07
3P/4P '08/'09
Raffles Judo

Wants to learn:
Muay Thai
Boxing
Guitar
Brazillian Jujutsu


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