"Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of burden behind us" - Samuel Smiles
Wednesday, 7 November 2007
Abundant in noodles! Crab! Chicken! Beef! Teriyaki and Green thingos!
*cough* Bok Choy Dyanne *cough*
Emotion:
Whoever deemed it humanly possible to consume that noodle box in one sitting was either:
a) A teenage male
b) A bottomless pit
c) A large man
d) An insatiably ravenous male
or e) Obviously not female
Ouch. I feel like I've eaten a cow. I feel about as lazy as one too. LOL dyz, your posts are so funny. THE DANA-SYNDROME SHALL CONQUER US ALL!!! BWAHAHAHA - ! TECHNO DANCE INFERNO! well. Mine was rather rigid actually. I don't know what to say right now. Hmm... I want to sleep, but can't. Doing elective history, all sense of grammatical correctness flown from my psyche. Tired. Fell asleep in food court and now have a faint watch mark imbedded into the side of my face. Abundant in hokien noodles. Can't write full sentences. Can't think them either.
MEH.
Still full.
I want to sleep. Blissful oblivion. Very desirable. Still thinking of hip-boy and possible events that could occur. Still remember gentleness of his touch.(I hear you AAAAAAAAAAAAAWW Lorraine/Dyanne) Oddly flattered. Elation. Smile. Feel special. Meh. Thank you for the lecture Lorraine via dyz, who sprouted it out very quickly. Reminded me of an auctioneer. ROFLMAO.
Satiated. Still full. Want to read Anne Rice. Haven't read Anne Rice since year 9. Must read again. She's awesome.
Feel like falling asleep on keyboard.
Meh. I'm still full. Stomach expanded. Won't eat for a week. That's it. Next week is coffee and sushi. Sounds like an odd amalgamation. That's because it is. I'm obviously not having them together.
MUST STUDY for school cert.... can't be f**ked. Do it tomorrow.
Meh. Must write essay. CBF. Do it tomorrow.
Want coke. OMG Tim did Tokyo drift in Westpoint Carpark. AWESOME. Must finish website. - yer.
We're such sexual deviants.
Yer. We get that. LOL.
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