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.
