a wondrous place
arabian nights
Oh I come from a land, from a faraway place Where the caravan camels roam Where they cut off your ear If they don't like your face It's barbaric, but hey, it's home

When the wind's from the east And the sun's from the west And the sand in the glass is right Come on down Stop on by Hop a carpet and fly To another Arabian night

Arabian nights Like Arabian days More often than not Are hotter than hot In a lot of good ways

Arabian nights 'Neath Arabian moons A fool off his guard Could fall and fall hard Out there on the dunes

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Tuesday, February 19, 2008

nothing interesting.

amaths class test. difficult. die.
she nt in school today.

tmr is wed.
pe.
golf.

pardon my short sentences.
lazy.
haha.

sorry for no maple pic ytd.
i did a pic with more effort today.
haha.
peace.
cept that it is not really complete.
missing out a few impt pts.

peace.

oh ya. this joke is for FI since she sms me early in the morn to ask. ><

A priest offered a Nun a lift. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg. The nun said, "Father, remember Psalm 129." The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again. The nun once again said, "Father, remember Psalm 129." The priest apologized, "Sorry sister, but the flesh is weak." Arriving at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and went on her way. On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, "Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory."
Moral of the story: Know your job, if you are not well informed in your field, you might miss a great opportunity.


bye.
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