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Monday, August 13, 2007
i must seriously get my blogskin done up. ohshits. anyone wanna help? hahas. got picked for the darn R and D thing lar. i feel happy but. why shouldnt i feel happy. people thing we're GOOD man. thats something to be happy bout. cept that. AHHS. i dont want to present the darn thing in front of everybody. well at least its not the whole level. but 4 classes is still loads of people! ahhs. im all confused now. this is soo not a good week. and its only monday. i dont think i'll survive the week. OHMANS. im totally letting it out man. its all GUSHING out. ohyes. not to forget. theres like what. oh nothing. just 3 tests this week. one after another. im seriously telling you. those people are trying to kill us. its practically murder ok. and this is NO laughing matter. gosh. and those people are on my back again. SHITS. i seriously hate them. and it. i rather not go for it. in fact i rather die. ok. maybe not soo far as to die. maybe just break my legs or arm. hmms. then i wont have to go. WHEE. but i havent broken anything. YET. darn. i mean its ok if you like totally love it or whatever. but i dont. i have no idea why i chose it in the first place. im soo regreting now. damnit. its just labour. hard labour. AHHS. i dont want it. seriously dreading it. but what can i do. AHHS. like sucks man. x(. now im just gonna sit on my bed and sulk. watch me die.
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