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That Netbal Gal @ b-cool-frwens.blogspot.com
Simple & happy is what I want for my life. Miss Happy is my my nick name & my parent use to address me.Forget & forgive is my personal theory.You may find that I'm boring because you never know I am observing.Infect those who really know me,they know I will treat them sincerely.So,I'm unique.:D Msn
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Charmaine Foo is my name. A super real netball freak who playing "Center".Currently a Cedarian studying in 1S, Ex student from SHPS.I choose to arrived this world on 7-7-97 Love= Netball,Reading and blogging. Hatez= Scolding,Unfaithful,liar and hypocrite. HaHa!..and last,,,Please don't judge me if you don't know me.Cheers!!! | ||
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I wanna A whole group of loyal and caring friends wherever I goes ♥ Stay in touch with ALL of my friends including the boys. ♥ Taylor swift's albumS ♥ Kelly clarkson's albumS ♥ All the novels,♥ biographies,♥ and auto-biographhies,♥ in the whole wide world. My very own room♥ Speak Up!
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GOD SAID: I WILL MAKE MIRACLES HAPPEN!
 The blue Hills. Life is always filled with up and downs, so people, always remember, In what ever you do, Just gawd damn persevere. MY LIFE. YOUR LIFE. Are exactly like hills. Okay. i know that most of you have known what happened to my DSA stuff. Well okay, if you don't know, don't bother askin', '[cause I am not gonna tell. For the rest who knows, well, just don't tell a FREAKING SOUL! Thanks. Today, #$%^ &'s teacher-in-charge of netball went to talk to me. Don't want to name it, 'cause, my parents say that, it is better if not a single FREAKING SOUL knows what happened. Of course I'll tell some of my REALLY REALLY close friends. Anws, look at some posts on the Blog I found and would like to share. Won't name the person. here are some extractions,,,enjoy.................................... I SAY:"Hey girl!! What school are you from mann!!! Does your school gives you people GY talks? SICKO! And you are not even in sec sch yet!" B's blog said : ( F... off!! I don't wanna see your F...ing face ever again!!!) I SAY: "Oops, I am not a bit as vulgar as you." Blog C said: (At his trial for misappropriating $400 million of the company's money, for which the tycoon got an eight year jail sentence, the jurors watched a video tape of the party. MORAL: If you're going to make an arse of yourself, don't F...ing well video it.) I SAY " I don't know who this person is, but I went there by accident. Right. Are Singaporeans really posting this thingy gummies online?? HELL!"  I SAY: " The I is not me. This was just what I found & got; I arrived in Geylang yesterday afternoon for a mooncake get-together with some migrant worker friends and volunteers. Upon arrival, I was shown this receipt, issued by a phone shop just across the road. Song (not his real name), a construction worker from China, had walked across the road to buy a top-up Singtel card. He asked for a receipt and was issued with one that says on the top, ‘F**k U’. At the bottom, it says ‘F**k your Mother’. Song, who did not understand what it meant, brought it back and showed it to a friend, Eric. ‘What does it say?’ Song asked, ‘I don’t understand.’ Eric was shocked, and returned to the store. The store clerk denied issuing it, and denied that Song had stepped into his store. So there we were, a team of local volunteers and a group of Chinese nationals, grappling with the spillover of this hate message that I now held in my hand, and which Eric just had the unpleasant task of explaining. I felt polluted just holding on to it. It was an awkward moment, a moment that made me so furious I took the receipt and promptly marched across the street, back to the store. ‘What are you going to say?’ asked my companion. Say? To be honest, I hardly felt like saying anything. I felt like hammering my fist into something (or someone). I went into the store, took out the receipt and asked the man whom Song identified as the perpetrator, ‘Was this receipt issued by you?’. He looked at me defiantly and said, ‘No.’ He denied that the store issued the receipt, and refused to acknowledge that he had such a customer. The other man in the store, stony-faced, refused to even look me in the eye, and also denied the receipt was issued from the store. COWARD. He had the bile to spew such hateful language, yet lacked the guts to own up to it when confronted. And the cunning! The store clerk used a ‘generic’ receipt, which wouldn’t identify their store, despite the fact that they also had a receipt book with the shop name printed on it." Okay!! Will come back with more of these next time. Gotta go and sleep now. (: So with lots of love, Buh-Bye!!! charmaine.
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