This Song called "Eat it" by Weird Al Yankovic, changed from "Beat it" by Michael Jackson, is very amusing and is criticizing the wastage of food by young children this days.
:Lyrics:
How come you're always such a fussy young man? Don't want no Captain Crunch, don't want no Raisin Bran Well, don't you know that other kids are starving in Japan So eat it, just eat it (prrr)
Don't wanna argue, I don't wanna debate Don't want to hear about what kind of food you hate ooh You won't get no dessert 'till you clean off your plate So eat it, don't you tell me you're full
Just eat it, eat it , eat it Get yourself an egg and beat it Have some more chicken, have some more pie It doesn't matter , it's broiled or fried Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, ooh
Your table manners are a cryin' shame You're playin' with your food like it's some kind of game Now, if you starve to death, you'll just have yourself to blame So eat it, just eat it (prr)(burp)
You better listen, better do what you're told ooh You haven't even touched your tuna casserole ooh You better chow down or it's gonna get cold So eat it
I don't care if you're full Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it Open up your mouth and feed it Have some more yogurt, have some more spam It doesn't matter if it's fresh or canned Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it Don't you make me repeat it Have a banana, have a whole bunch It doesn't matter what you have for lunch Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it (hoh hoh hoh hoh hoh)
Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it If it's gettin' cold, reheat it Have a big dinner, have a light snack If you don't like it you can't send it back Just eat it, eat it, (woohoo) eat it, eat it Get yourself an egg and beat it (oh lord) Have some more chicken,(woohoo) have some more pie (woohoo) It doesn't matter , it's broiled or fried Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it Don't you make me repeat it (oh no) Have a banana,(woohoo) have a whole bunch It doesn't matter what you had for lunch Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
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5:20 PM
Friday, June 12, 2009
I pumped my fists in jubilation as Federer won the Roland Garros and finally completed the Grand Slam. Robin Soderling had been defeated by the Swiss tennis genius. Every stroke was graceful yet powerful, as he punished Robin Soderling, who had defeated Nadal. Some fans were disappointed as they were anticipating an epic match between Nadal and Federer. Tennis experts called the rivalry between Nadal and Federer brought tennis to a whole near level. This will be a short post because I have to go. But a video on the Federer Equation:
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9:45 AM
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
TEEHEE
ok random. The iLeaders June Camp was as Failman would say it "Awesome". It was reeally fun. We had a mini-event which we kinda screwed up due to our Organizing Secretary going AWOL. No offence Darren.
But the perfomance was really very hard for me to accept. I was forced to be a woman in the skit due to my stupid retarded high-pitched voice. TEEHEE. Everybody was laughing at my retarded high-pitched voice. Mr Chua and Liki were there too. I wouldn't be surprised if I got a F9 for History if Mr Chua was unimpressed with our play. Ah nvm. Liki and Ting Yit were dancing to Para Para Sakura. Lol. I might post the video up. And Liki and Glendon, the Father of the Fatherless, i mean our great chairman were singing "I am Cow". Might post up the video too. Yay.
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10:29 AM
Monday, June 8, 2009
My dad arrived home from Thailand, just to rush out again to buy a formal suit for the dinner we were supposed to have the next day. Not surprisingly, he was not really in a good mood. I don't want to point fingers, but there was a certain somebody who posted the packing list at afternoon when I TOLD HIM IN THE MORNING THAT THE PACKING LIST WAS MISSING! I am just so pissed at the chairman. I suffered the brunt of my father's combination of fury and irritation. That thought was really comforting.
Then, a kind sir called Darrel told me to meet at LT2 at 7. I rush there and found a few Secondary 1 students nonchantly sitting there, shaking their legs. The meeting was supposed to start at 7.30. Another comforting thought.
The iLeaders Camp was quite interesting, in the sense that we get to organize our own games and perfomances, but the Amazing Race was a bore.
We were then required to put on our formal suit. I looked down at my blue tie, white shirt and oversized black pants. I cursed the length of my legs as I often found my pants being stepped on by my own shoes. SIGH.
Yay. Another day gone by. Another day waiting to be spent. I am tired. Ah yes. Federer finally won the French Open. EPIC. Yay
