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Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

the weekend. finally.

school has officially started and i'm not happy at all. let's just say, i dont like waking up at dawn. the early bird catches the worm? i dont think so. i slept at 4am on the first day of school. damn nerves.


well, since i feel like talking shit, here's how the first day of school was like. it was shitty. for chemistry, i had a teacher with VBL. Visible Bra Line. it was *shudders* like staring at death in the eye. the expressions below were what the majority of the class had during her lesson.

(supermodel: dennis)

VBL on a better-looking teacher would have been great, but this teacher was plain frumpy. i'm guessing the extreme makeover she was wishing for didnt arrive for christmas. too bad so sad. this was probably the only incident worth mentioning. school for the rest of the day was, hmmm.... lame.

btw, the class i am in this year is filled with fucktards. apart from my friends and ppl i know, everyone else is a fucktard. alas, there's one boy in class that looks like a duck. brilliant. and once again, none of my best friends is in the same class as me. hurrah.

the second day of school: not that shitty, but still equally shitty. my english teacher is some old guy. he was wearing a pair glasses that i bet originated from eons ago. at least they werent star-shaped. he was quite funny tho... and physics! i've never seen a teacher so jolly. she was practically smiling through the whole two periods. she might have been in that constant insane smiling mode, but she sure knew how to teach. but in the end, i dont think i understood anything she said. i hate physics...


ohyea, seumas has a tail on his head. his hair was cut in a way that there is a tail on his head. it's so cool i could just take that pair of scissors and just snip it off. on the other end of the spectrum is me. me and my boring hairstyle. but i must say that joel's hair was a nice shade of maroon. turns out the cheap black revlon hairdye i bought is fading too. [Note to self: DONT BUY REVLON] i guess that's why it was on sale. so, now i think there's a patch of brown on top of my head. urgh. i guess i'm kammou once again.

moving on...
i recently got a facebook account. and frankly, i'm already tired of it. i got a headache while i was on it. that's why i hate it. yea, i hate it because it gave me a headache. the only thing i like about it is that i get to express the starbucks freak in me.

and shit, i've a freakin birthday card to design right now. why? the supermodel's birthday is tomorrow. yep, he's turning a ripe old age of 12. and as he would say: happy birthday, FREAK!
p.s. and i'm begging anybody to please, please crash the party! PLEASE!!!

buzzah.

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