flood flood flood ;
flood dar house with LOVE.
holy shyt. i jus hate to be loved by YOU idiot.
you still dun get what i meant.
you and i are impossible, you holy banana.
i jus hope that someone peel yr skin off and dump it on dar ground
hopefully, you're that lucky naked banana
who (literally) will step on it and thus slip and fall
ryt on yr butt. you moron.
jus buzzzz off like dar bumble bee.
shooo. you're pest. yeah. like me. (:


alrightt. i jus hate dar sight of dar canteen
it jus makes me wanna...
makes me wanna...
umm..
wanna...
puke cry.
yeah, cry.
its filled with unpleasent memories.
it has an unpleasent stench too. hehs.
and yeah. imma jus another heartbreaker,
tho i hate to be one.
imma always dar one
dar chosen one to be a heartbreaker.
dar feeling jus sarks.
loathe it, like totally.
holy cow.
hope tmr rains again.
so i dun need to do dar flag-raising in dar morning.


watched "how to lose a guy in 10 days" jus now.
woolala.
quite boring at dar beginning..
den i realised that i was crying in dar middle of dar show.
how crappy.


half day tmr. how nice.
yet another councillor meeting after that.
jeers
i need to visit my fav hideout soon
dar toilet. tummy hurts. and yeah. shruggs/-