yesterday was the MOST glorious day ever! first period and i trip over my own leg while trying to suspend the bloody volleyball in the air and *piak* i ended up on the hardcourt floor. actually there was a little sliding added to the *piak*..it wasn't flat but fell flat AND slide. so i grazed my hips cause my shirt got lifted a bit due to the slide and knee got grazed too! ok good thing is i get to miss a little bit of mt to tend to the wounds. the whole general office get a good look at my undies and a free joke as to how i graze my hips. the theory was that i purposely lifted my shirt just before i fell..hahaha! then had ss mocks.. freaking rubbish! i didn't complete my b essay and i didn't know what i was writing. the time was like going out so fast that i panicked.. rah! i went tuition! i finally did an entire worksheet of kinematics. now this is what i call maths class.. i'm as good as home-schooled for maths. heh!
there's no such thing as sodium oxide.
where are the bullets?
THINGS WORTH KILLING FOR.
cardigan
new shirts
faded jeans
tie
light yellow polo tee
white berms
nice belt
nice tall mohawk
cymbal set
glam, gay haircut
blonde
my wife :]
