Wednesday, April 15, 2009

I can't play on broken strings..

Going to school makes my problem a lil less depressing. Thinking of it, it's not that scary if it's for my big bright future. (: I realized how much my parents, church ajks and friends love me. Now to think.. if it permanently doesn't gets worst like 100%. I might do it. I mean how pain can it be? And i'm sixteen dude. Tak kan wanna wait till 70? Suffer more?

Today is the suckiest day. My fucking agent from taman negara says she'll send the quotation every night but no-action. Stupid-lazy-got money in front of her EYES, don't wanna earn while ppl out there have no jobs due to recession-???? Like wtheck rite? pisses me off, it's such a SIMPLE job. A quotation, how hard can it be? i mean it's her daily job! S-T-U-P-I-D. Ugh!

People like her make me racist. Damn it, i'm getting like 1% more racist everyday. She shud stay with the pigs weii.

-Jan is sick, so i can't blab that much. ;( Since she came, i blab like twice more than last yr. She is really hilarious not like cindy that pretends to laugh, nyahaha joking lah. But it's a lil true. ;)

There are FOUR persons that i can tell lame jokes to and not feeling lame back:
1. Jan da man. Too bad there's no fuschia here, but this color suits her bimbo-ness the most.
2. Pei the bionic woman
3. Bob ang
4. Kiss my ass- you know who you are (;

I can feel like i'm soon gonna turn like sue telling ppl lame jokes and laugh myself. hahaha! Sue has this funny gesture where she flaps her hands in the air while laughing. Funny eh, that's how the guys immitate.

Ok i have to do my h/w. So ta-da-da.

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