On the same Mission, J

You know that you obviously do not know how to play the game when your best shot at us was to run to a teacher whining to her, to put it nicely, that "we've been affecting you a lot with the things we've been saying." Honey, that was phased out back in Primary 3 when we were still wearing singlets under our uniforms.

Putting aside the fact that on the day shit happens on you, both of us were conspiciously, glaringly, apparently, saliently (any more paraphrases yo) absent from school, I, no, WE don't really care about matters regarding you, in case you didn't notice for the past 2 years.

Joyce sang this song to the perfect pitch, hitting all the right notes. Go take a look to get a better picture.

My one last petty, chilidish, stooping-right-down-to-your-level shot before Farewell Assembly : At least I've a seat.