Rubbish conversations

-referring to a group of people who own the same item
Angela: They all have the same thing, don't they?

Me: Er... I'm trying to think of a witty idiom to reply with.

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Me: *rifling through Vivien's geography notes* Is there proof of the Ice Age?

Vivien: Yes, there have been fish fossils found in one continent and similar ones in another that are separated by ocean.

Me: Hmm... isn't that just proof of the Great Flood?

Vivien proceeds to look aghast and flustered and Hui Fang chuckles heartily at Vivien's momentary lack of composure.

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-after the 4x400m race THAT I DIDN'T KNOW I HAD TO RUN (not because of lack of foresight on Michelle's part; but because of my inability to register the SMS she had sent me)

Vivien, after repeated attempts to get me to drink Milo from the Milo van: Do you want a cup?

Me, sprawled on the ground from fatigue: FINE I'LL SUCCUMB!

I was... a runner who could have ran faster in the last leg. The pre-race nerves was wracking; the whole school would be watching me embarrass myself! Meh. I do not work well under public scrutiny.

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Angela: Mrs Ong wasn't here for the sports meet, right?

Me: YAHHH I didn't see her around!

Angela: She must've ponned lah... So much for being so anal when we pon.

Me: Wah, I'm going to cast this up to her, man. "Eh Mrs Ong, how come you never come for sports meet? I ran for Ignis you know! Then you never come and support me?!"

Yes, I am quite intending on suaning the civics tutor for her unaccountable absence.

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Liwen, a junior: You ah... very cute leh.

I come off as cute?! What?! I am supposed to come off as impatient and unapproachable, not 'cute'! This is terrible. I need an image revamp.

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I beseech you to set your hungry gazes upon this.

The cheesecake looks DAMN GOOD. *swoons* I... shall be terribly unromantic and eat a banana.

Oh, I went to do the fat analyser thingy. My fat content is 17.6%. Wow, that's a drastic drop from one year ago, when my fat content was 24%. I must be packed full of muscle now. Woot, hard as a rock.