This blog goes out to all my classmates as well as 'lil ol me who await their THIRD TERM RESULTS with horror..
A mother passing by her daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed nicely made and everything picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped prominently on the centre of the bed. It was addressed, "Mom."
Fearing the worst, she opened the envelope and read the letter, with trembling hands:
Dear Mom,
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing to you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because i wanted to avoid a scene with you and Dad.
I have been finding real passion with John and he is so nice - even with all his peircings, tattoos, beard and motorcycle clothes. But its not only the passion, Mom. I'm pregnant and John says we'll be very happy together. He owns a trailer on the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. He wants to have many more children with me and now that's one of my dreams too.
John taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and we'll be growing it for us, and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstacy we want.
In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so John can get better; he sure deserves it!
Don't worry, Mom, I'm 15 years old and I know how to take care of myself. Some day, I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.
Your daughter,
Julie.
P.S. Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbour's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk centre drawer. Love you! Call me when its safe for me to come home.
:)
Things could be worse
Friday, May 05, 2006 | Posted by CD055-1 at 10:05 AM
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lol... i like it ^^
but sadly.. only works for PMR and SPM students.. sigh
result out d?
huh? huh? izzit izizt?
nopsies, next week kua..
hey ah bun, you can try a more keng version, you modify the contents of the letter and say that you've launched a biological attack on the Soviet Union and are now the most wanted terrorist on the Interpol, FBI, ISA, ICAC, IMF list..lol
since i've attacked the Soviet Union, shouldn't the Interpol and FBI thank me and protect me from terrorists?
so now i'm in a very secured area in a secret island where thousands of Soviet fans and terrorists and some Hitler (HAIL HITLER!!!) wannabe is attacking the island trying to chop off my head. and with all the missile silos, grenades, M-16s, MP5 Navvys and Fighter jets basically killing each other while i sit in the MOST SECURED PLACE ON EARTH drinking coffee.... or Milo Ais... I can't get home now and at any minute some super talented soldier will bust through the hatch and aiming his rifle straight at my forehead.
...... enough craps.... -.-
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