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Friday, September 28, 2007

Haha.I'm telling you.This week was a total living hell.But with God guiding my way..i made it out for now.Just wait,next week is gonna be AWESOME.Tomorrow is gonna suck.Six sense.Pretty busy now.

Seems Bryan has started talking to IGod and wants me to play with it.Hahaha.Yes sir.How's your teacher dude?WARN SHAUN.xD Hope ur doing fine.I'm sending Shaun over tomorrow to help you pick up some chicks at the school lockers.

You know what people?!All this time,i've been hearing people asking me "Why are you so nice to theodore?" "Why are you like his maid?" Well.After tonight.I just had to notice.I treated him pretty nicely yet he'd call me names and give me hell and curses at me.So what.Why am i like his servant?Why Am I always lying low just to give him what he wants?WHY AM I GIVING WAY TO HIM?!DONT I HAVE MY OWN HUMAN RIGHTS?!.

So yeah.Gonna try to be less of a pushover.TRY TRY TRY.-Quoted from Bryan when i told him i would forget him-Hehe.But I failed.I gave himi two parts of my KUENO BUENO.CRAPPP.

SENSEIS WERE EVIEL.Sensei hamster steped on my hand.And it wasnt flat on the ground.I was like holding a cup and he stepped on top of it.Then,Sensei Orangutan stepped on my foot.EXCUSE ME.HEAVYYY.Then that sensei whatever his name is.He slapped me and attacked my head.BAD PEOPLE.But,i guess i just couldnt concentrate.I mean.I could see and understand how to do it.But I just couldnt do it when it came to doing it.Not like usual.

Hitting the library tomorrow if mom says yes.I figured that I would just cause more harm than good if i went for cell instead.So yeah.I'll study at the library and go youth later on.

I might be joining a band!Yes.Haha.All the stuff I want to do is so long.Haha.Hiphop?Tennis!Japanese?Band!many more.Haha.Dunno why right.But I found out something from what Shaun said.

Convo.

Shaun-I figured out something.
Me-Oh?What.
Shaun-When you are sad or whatever you smile more.
Me-Yeah?Since when.
Shaun-Take a look at the mirror hun.Bryan just left and you are beaming.It's either you're phsycho or you're forcing it.Changing the sadness into happiness and sparks of hope.
Me-Huh.I'm forcing it?I'll try frowning.
But,I just never was able to frown properly.-.-'''

GONNA TALK TO IGOD.

OH YEAH.BRANDON WONG.YOU LOOK GAY IN PINK.

Blogged @ 28.9.07
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