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Friday, September 26, 2008
/ 9:22 PM

How to prepare a dessert for post-EOYs enjoyment:

Step 1:

Prepare your materials. Start sourcing for fresh notes (or pages from your textbook if you wish, but i don't recommend that cos it's too wasteful), most preferably this year's. Cos last year's notes probably won't strike so much hatred in you, since they're easier than this year's. Start chopping into medium pieces (you may use your hands to prove your macho-ness)

Step 2:


Shred the basic torn pieces of paper further. Think of all the lousy moments you had (and those nervous breakdowns) trying to cram everything into your brain at the eleventh hour. Transfer them onto the paper and start shredding them real hard (crush them if you want, they can be added as the topping for the main course)

Step 3:


Garnish and serve chilled.

(for my entertainment only, if you think i'm crazy then i probably am)

;

urgh okay, i'm so sick of you. you keep ruining my moods with your so-called 'reasons'. and you think you're always right? well so be it. you're right, okay? not.

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