i'm a lump ><

we're slackers. we know. don't be mean. we just slack. food takes priority.

plus i was crying for a long time > RIP MJ! My inspiration is dead. keke literally.

listening to right now: P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing) ahhhhh i'll never tire of it. ooh Thiller just came on. you know fb says that i'm "thriller" as a MJ song. mhm. oh yeah. i'm a multiseller. I'm cool. Don't get me emotional. I will literally fold into a heap on my bed and crank up my laptop music so loud you can't hear yourself think...and then you'll see me start dancing in my lump. keke. Yep that's me. MJ MANIAC. i think i should be american. pity. such a waste of talent i am. jks. I wish. i wish. i wish. mhm. you know it.

You know i'm hoping wy writes something cos she told me she would slack and it seems she has kept to her word. pity. in fact i pity her. oh dear darl. wot are your priorities? (dont say food, i would have to agree and i don't want to have to) i'm supercool. no joke. wy leads though. tots.

kicker. > where did i even get that from? i'm weerd. along with a lot of other things. real weerd.

well isn't this fun. it is actually. i have nothing better to do. I mean wy has a job now = big girl and im just some homestay bedattatched sedated deflated lump. lump - BAHA.

i know

so i had a complaint from a certain someone that i wasn't writing on the wall so i thought and felt deeply that i should. mmmm. the story of my life. always doing things for wy. i even give her stockings with holes in the feet (don't ask tha reason cos' i couldn't answer you).

so im really pooed because wy is gonna be at some jap excursion tomoz - i don't even know where it is so i can't stalk her - and i'm gonna be alone in english. last time we had english she was leaning on my shoulder tha whole time so that i was falling off my chair. rather fall off my chair than be along - but poo you i can't choose when or when not the jap excursion is. I can't even tell them to go do a poo in jap because i can't speak any language at all let alone jap! ok. now i am out of breath. poo you. i think that'll be my moto. "POO YOU" since i say it a lot. figured.

so yeah. that is pretty much my day. and my week. and my very existence all mapped out in two short paragraphs. let's just say blogging is the easiest way to get out of you what you need to say but not get overly crazy even though you can get only an inch away from that. yes. let's go now.

the bore

aight i know u (all my invisible blogmates) are totally missing me. so yellooo.

SO! my day. simply one word. b-o-r-i-n-g-! ye ye. got it? good. cbf to blog need to do more 'work'

^^ hehe. ttyl...

<3>

So...here's tha thing.
certain relatives of mine think li, my friend, is a bad influence on me. haha. not.

mmhmm...yeh ya'll no it. sighs*

so i'm pretty dedicated to my drawing and writing and today i drew a pic of a pretty chick in the wind and she's surrounded by butterflies and spiderwebs and words etc...yes very artistic i know. (we're getting deep - brace urselves lads) i wish i were in the pretty picture, butterfly spreading her wings, if only life was as easy as a drawing. much rather a drawing than a tapestry which is what it is.

ya'll are probs thinkin...is this chick crazy.

- maybe i am.

- i mean i'm going crazy at tha fact that i will not be seeing li my flippin sexy BEAST tomorrow cos' of some thing i have to go to for school. ahhhhhh sigh* sigh* sigh*

Kicker signing off.

rawr.

note: the flower is extra big today. cuz im extra EXTRA happy. mwahaha. cheers. I LOVE THE KICK-ER! i cant see her tomorrow cuz of some stupid leadership sh**. anyways. tata