Come come all the examino stressouls, let the (f)Air-y one sprinkle some GoodLuck Dust on you..

*sprinkle* *sprinkle*


*Cough*


*sprinkle* *cough* *sprinkle*


Exams will be a-walk-in-the-park, a-piece-of-cake, a-tickle-under-your-smelly-pits.


Now if you believe what i say, then i suppose tomorrow all the battery chickens at Sheng Siong chicken farm will lay golden eggs.

*gulp*

ha-ha-ha. Seriously joking you must be.

chicks shall be seen but not heard.

so now shut your beak up and jolly well squat there and lay some random eggs.

I am such a airy fairy fraudster.

did i just let the cat out of the bag?

GEE.

A picture paints a thousand words, says the finger-pointing beaver.

another one bites the (goodluck) dust. DAM.