hi i am a tuktuk

I like Obama because his name rhymes with Tanah Merah
and Osama is a Lama but he looks like an iguana


My friend told me that if you produce heavy motionS that sink to the bottom of your toiletbowl,
you are not eating healthy.

AHHHHHHH.
I am one of the motion sinkers.



There was art today and we were made to draw with a charcoal chalk(?) anywhere we like in school.
CarrotC and I wanted to draw dustbins initially because we were laSy to move about
but we got chased by Ms Hoe so we went behind the artroom and found small pots of cactus on an egg tray which was resting on top of a dustbin.

We gave up at the beginning because her's looked like balloons and mine was a great deal of hairy doodlings.
We drew a pot of leaves instead and it turned out better.
I brought along my egg tart and accidentally dropped it on the dusty ground.
I did the 5 seconds rule and ate it anyway.


There was nothing much to talk about today except that I did about 30 nods when I fell asleep during assembly so I shall come up with a few facts about myself.



#1: I do not like it when a boy touches my shoulder or when he hugs me but sometimes I am ok with it.


#2: I like to clean my ears not because I like to keep them clean but because I like the tingling feeling.


#3: When I am speaking to someone and a very cute boy or girl brushes past, I will start to blabber nonsense because I cannot think straight and have to wait for a few seconds before my brain starts to function again.


#4: My mind goes blank like a peanut casing with no peanuts when I am up presenting my presentation.


#5: When I am not interested in a conversation, my mind automatically shuts itself and I would have to ask you to repeat at least 3 times. This usually happens during lessons.


#6: I do not like to be seen sometimes because I do not like attention unless I feel good on that day.


#7: I do not like to watch movies with boys unless I am comfortable with him.


#8: I fantasise about girls and hardly bout boys.


#9: I am afraid to sit on grass or my school's parade ground because I have a terrible fear of ants or funny insects crawling into my patpat.