THE ROCKERS!
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WE ARE

ZHENG 1
Clara; RunMin; YanTing; HuiLian; SingWei; FungTein; Amanda; Vernice; Siaohui; Li Cheng; SiowHoon; Jonathan; ShiYing

ZHENG 2
XiaoWen; ShuPing; YunTing; Natalie; KaiQi; PuHsin; Angie; Jamie; Denese; Clarice; WanTing
ZHENG 3 & 4
YiYing; YanQi; Joy; YinYee; HuiSin; ShuYun; Grace; Jolene; JiaEn; Eileen; Felice; HengNi; JiaXuan

PERCUSSION
Valerie; YanLing; Lexton


BELOVED SENIORS :)
Pearlyn; Benji; Jia Feng; Eunice; Wei Sheng; Yun Han; Angelina; Angel; Yi Hui; Selina; Ka Ying; Qingru; Joys; Ernest; Xinyi; Weiting; Lerling; Sarah; Grace; BaoYi; Amy; Ann; Erin; Veronica; XueCen; Diondra; ZiLing; Esther; Javier; TingHong; GekTing; Shernice; JiaHang; Sheryl; Jorgine; VanessaTan; JiaEn; Julian; Valerie; Siaomeng; VanessaTeo

WANTS

Gold With HonoursFOR SYF '09!
( WE HAVE ATTAINED IT!!!!! )
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ROCKERS

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kaying:D
natalie:D
pearlyn:D
selina:D
shernise:D
sheryl:D
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tinghong:D
valerie:D
vanessa:D
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yan ting:D
yunhan:D

Thursday, November 01, 2007

NIAOWANG IS HERE AGAIN! I MANAGE TO HACK IN OK! HAHAHHAS

Once there was a liitle boy in church. He had to go to the bathroom so he told his mother, ''Mommy, I have to piss.''
The mother said, ''Son don't say piss in church. Next time you have to piss, say, 'whisper' because it is more polite.

The next Sunday, the litle boy was sitting by his father this time, and once again, he had to go to the bathroom.

He told his father, ''Daddy I have to whisper.''

The father said, ''OK. Here, whisper in my ear.''

WANT MORE ? THERE'S MORE

A rather attractive woman goes up to the register in an upscale hamburger establishment. She gestures alluringly to a large man who comes over immediately. When he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring his face close to hers. When he does so, she begins to gently caress is cheek, which is slowly turning a crimson red.
"Are you the owner?" she asks, now softly stroking his face with both hands.

"No" he replies, "I'm just the manager."

"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she asks, running her hands up beyond his ears and into his hair.

"I''m afraid I can't," breathes the manager clearly aroused. "He's in the back doing taxes right now. Is there anything I can do?"

"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message."

She continues huskily, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.

"Tell him" she says "that there is no toilet paper or hand soap in the ladies room."

OK BYEBYE


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11:04 PM