i had my ups and downs today. haha thankfully it ended UP. 5 stations in the morning. it was slack. all a's except jump. sheesh. we didnt break a sweat so we decided to give up recess for soccer. we wanted to play with 4e1 since theres no ball to borrow. took us 5mins to talk to 4e1 to let us play and 10mins to ask the basketballers to fuck off. as i was about to move up with the ball. i heard this "GENERALLMAN GENERALLMAN NO PRAYING OF BARL HEARE" its the fucking short tongue dm. fucking spoiler. i couldnt make out what the fuck he was saying. we sec5s were pissed. we took more time in convincing people than playing soccer. what the fuck. the dm got a load of trashy words to hear when we walked off. "your tongue is 5mm!" "you can't do tongue twisters!" rest of the day was slack. ms radha thought cheated for my compo on my idol. which was jose mourhino. HAHA. i felt damn lethargic after school. totally dragged my feet to the gym. couldnt do much because the couch kept calling me to sit and sleep. oh design and tech lesson was a waste of time. HAHA. we were talking about our time in china and i was giving fake china accent which cracked everyone up and myself too. its quite pitiful if you're a seahorse and you're found in a china parsar malam stall because from live seahorse you're gonna be a dead fried bitch. i could still recall how they ended this poor seahorse live. i guess its name was john or tom , he was just swimming around in this little fish tank. though small its better than being in the frying pan. this china heartless bastard caught it by its head and it couldnt do a shit. once its caught its fucked. he is throw in the frying pan and wah la you get fried seahorse. one swift motion and the seahorse gets fucked bad. after frying is not good enough. so bitch just gotta eat that crunchy shit. lifes a bitch if i'm that seahorse.
had dinner with judith! good company nice talk good time laughing. ha ha ha ha. okay 4hrs to chelsea vs valencia. i predict a chelsea win since its at stamford bridge. oh yeah.
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
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