and for the record: gab's mellowing with me, and we're having a virtual new year's party as we speak, and i blog. perth's and manado's time the same, so i'll do my countdown the new-millenia way: toasts and firework-sound-effect texts. dunno what it means? well, so sorry i'm not a lecturer. NO questinos allowed.
*shiuttttt kaboom kaboom
FIREWORKS!
and why am i sooooo........ insophisticated today, you ask? or is today this hour this second the twin of snow white's grumpy (the dwarf) ? well let me tell you. today does NOT end on a good note. the tune of the highest 'do' is not melodic. it's a falsetto.
work. fuck up. stop being a bitch to me and keep underestimating my fuck up talents. oh yeah, who does NOT become slow and awkward and stupendous when you are always given the underestimating look?! GRRR. i am really not meant for child labour. seriously. OUCH. hanggri jexz sighhh.
ohhh yeahh. goodbye my socio life. i got nothing to do on a big day like this and i'm definitely feeling the fucking pain- heartache. how come my parents are more 'it' and 'in' than me?! they've got dinner party? quoting tommy, with an annoying face and the UNDERESTIMATING eyes: come on!
PS and i'm fasting. no food. no milk and dairy. no movies. no books. no entertainment. no new blog theme. NOThing!
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