Monday, August 14, 2006
I stupidly left my handphone at home! Felt damn loserish. Hahaha. And got poked by Rach in the face T_T In the end got home I received messages regarding PW. I really feel like a downright loser mans. Lol
Satisfaction! Ran a bit after lessons and perspired. BUT. I ate fried stuff after that. More input then output >< WHATEVER. I exercised (:
Sigh. If you don't give someone the chance to experience then how the hell can they get experience?!
Cool stuff from Junkiat's blog (sorry couldn't help it hehe):
Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.
Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the centre.
Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a lamppost.
She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was room-temperature British beef.
She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.
Awakening my lame inner child, I decided to form a few too...
He started praying like a praying mantis.
The mosquito bite swell like Mount Everest shrunk down a thousand times.
I began pouring my feelings like lao sai after drinking tao huey.
Tears streamed from his eyes like the last few drops of pee.
My biceps hurt like a personified broken bicycle.
After breaking up, he was as lonely as a single testicle in the scrotum after the other got removed due to defects.
He was so embarassed that he turned as red as stained sanitary pads.
When he found out he passed his econs paper, he felt as happy as a boy who failed for erectile dysfunction.
His privates were as big as a baseball bat placed between two softballs.
His privates were as small as a half eaten sausage in between two meatballs on a satay stick.
written at 21:07
