Autographs

It’s really sad that we (I mean all my form 5 friends) will be leaving lots of memories behind and taking off on our own paths and destinies. Some rich ones will go abroad, some will finish education locally, then we all live different lives.
The odds to cross each other’s path again will be one in a million, or never again in this life.

So some of my friends came out with the idea to ask other friends to write them autographs.
Its not a bad idea though, keeping some meaningful stuff of our friends with us, then read them 20 years from now and laugh and cry over the old times.

Soon, loads of autograph papers were chucked at me.
The worst part of the whole thing will be cracking my head to write as much as possible so that when they read about my autograph, they will remember me at once.
It is also time to start shooting praises and babbling how important it is to know a friend like them, just for the sake of filling 80% of the autograph paper.

If you do not know how to handle the non-stop flowing of autograph papers, try this:

20 ALTERNATIVE WAYS TO HANDLE AUTOGRAPH PAPERS WHEN YOU RUN OUT ON WHAT TO WRITE

1. Repeat the same stuff over and over again for everyone’s autograph

2. Copy phrases from songs (tailou’s style)

3. Eat it

4. Bury it deep in the ground. Really deep

5. Draw a portrait of yourself

6. Set if back to the wild

7. Send it to the moon

8. Send it to George Bush

9. Contribute to global warming by burning it

10. Fold it into paper airplanes

11. Ask Confucius what to write

12. Shred it to pieces and send it back to our friends over a long period of time

13. Sacrifice it to gods

14. Procrastinate (My favorite habit)

15. A wedge to steady a wobbly table

16. Set it sailing the oceans in a bottle

17. Make a drawing book for your little brother

18. Emergency use in case of running low on toilet papers

19. Write love poems on it, make it look like a love letter

20. Ask friends to write autographs for you (let them suffer too, LOL!)

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Oh what the hell?! Just write only lah….