Blonde Bowl

80,000 blondes meet at the Georgia Dome for a "Blondes Are Not Stupid Convention." Farrah Fawcett, the emcee says, "We are all here today to prove to the world that blondes are not stupid.
Can I have a volunteer?"

One blonde steps up. Farrah asks her, "What is 15 plus 15?"

After 15 or 20 seconds, she says, "Eighteen." Obviously, everyone is a little disappointed. Then 80,000 blondes start cheering: "Give her another chance, give her another chance."

Farrah says, "Well, since we've gone to the trouble of getting 80,000 of you here and the world wide press, I guess we can give her another chance."

So she says, "What is 5 plus 5?"

After nearly 30 seconds, the blonde eventually says, "Ninety?"

Farrah sighs - everyone is crestfallen and the blonde starts crying. 80,000 girls start yelling: "Give her another chance, give her another chance."

Farrah, unsure whether or not she is doing more harm than damage, eventually says, "Ok! One more chance. What is 2 plus 2?"

The girl closes her eyes and after a whole minute eventually says "Four."

Around the stadium 80,000 girls start yelling: "Give her another chance, give her another chance."



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oh damnit. i just realised i have to do e Michael Jackson thing. i think it's all my fault our group has to do a presentation on such a has-been. but we couldn't agree on anything else, and anyway, it's quite fun to see how freaky he has become. i think michael jackson looked better as a black when he was, you know, black. i'm staring at a pink duracell bunny on a spring with a double sided tape at e bottom. e kind u find in taxis. eeks. no wonder i'm getting goosebumps. cold spinal cord thing. yucks. which reminds me. I drenched my sock in yuk ching's saliva+ trombone condensation today.double yucks.

i'm very tired. -BLIP---------------------------------------BLIP--------------------------------------------------------------BLIP----------------------------------------------------------------------------------BLIP-----------------------------------------------------------BLIP------------------------------------------------------ i'm just wasting time when i could be doing my historical narrative (HIP HIP HOORAY). i didn't hand in on Friday, so I won't be getting e bonus 1 mark. i hate my narrative, so far it has way too much dialogue (two full pages of dialogue) and no storyline and it's very cheesy (no pun intended). i hate english assignments and even more so, e person who gives em.

today, during PW lesson, we were sposed to come up w our teaching packages. so Bernice, MK and I went to get all those sciency-fiency books. after PW, we didn't put those books back but went to hide them in between e shelves. oh man. i feel really terrible (what kind of kiasu attitude is tt?), but then MK laughed her characteristic MK laugh and there u have it. if u go to e library and bend really really low near e reference books shelves (i can't be too specific in case any librarians are reading this) u'll see this whole stack of books lumped in between e shelves. i think those books were quite good [gigantic font with even bigger pictures (in primary colours, wat's more)], but MK's choice of some physcology book for teaching, was, in my opinion, a tad queer.

i may ramble from time to time, but i never ever crap. or crapz, for tt matter. if i was annonymous, i would say, do things differently, and i would be less afraid, and for once i'll say things i actually mean.

how fine is e line btw selflessness and stupidity? v fine. paying for meals tt cost 50c for a primary one girl when u're primary 3? i was terrified. i kept getting those icky feelings down my spine. yucks. no more being depressed for e time being because, honestly, really there just isn't time. so slap urself awake and get on w e hmwk. i've let my homework snowball over the weekend, and i'm still stuck with e Vietnam war thing. i dun understand a single thing about it (besides the very obvious fact tt it involves, N Vietnam, S Vietnam, and the good ol US of A.) and i went to the library to borrow a book on it. good grief? wat am i doing? i'm wasting my time. just let it past, forghhedaboudit and spend time on historical narrative. but no, i resolved to do things properly and get a proper back bone for once in my entire spineless life. and so i'm left w today, wed, thur to do historical narrative. damnit. damnit. shldn't have procrastinated for so long. boo hoo. stupid mrs kam. stupid reward scheme - 1 more mark or 3 more days - which one to take? common sense says take e 3 days, and mebbe u can hand in a decent piece of work, which would give u a decent grade (e.g 30-smthg/50). or rush through everything and hand in shoddy work and get a shoddy grade (of course, shoddy grade +1 mark, e.g 14/50 + 1 mark). e choice is of course, blatently obvious. Becky can expect my work in on Friday.