Friday, November 11, 2005
dad says that i'm mad at the world, and everything in it. says that i'm full of angst, like a raged teen.
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of course i'm mad. yes, i am mad. i'm mad at everything the world throws at me.
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from my flabby fats to the fact that i've been blown off by my "friends" for the emily rose exorcism thang. (i hold no grudges, though.) also for the fact that my parents keep pressing on about me and my oh-so-bad results. and also, my mom wants me to go pulao ubin or some other remote island. i mean, im nt exactly a tribal ritual island-ish person, now am i? i just don't wna go, period. stranded on some island with wild boars monkeys and floating poop in the sea, no thanks. i think i'll pass. home television popcorn couch, now that's my thang. i rather be banished somewhere more like, hawaii? ohyea.
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but i am glad that the world sent me mr tan. oh, cute mr tan ;D he makes math worth listening to.
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not that i'm upset that the world sent me my family. mind you, i love my parents. although they.. nono. no althoughs, i do love them i do. really i do.
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if you have been a loyal follower of my posts then you shld know this pic is very very symbolic. of the power of me and stephy as god of boobians ;D there's even a tunnel if you look closely enough.
we eventually trampled on the 2 hills you see in the pic. before any ruyi jiaxin xiaoqian tried to stomp on it "accidentally". as they're creators, only WE could do that. aaaww, pity. 'cos they were a work of art.
5:12 PM
