Listening to: Lifehouse // You & Me
Seems like I'm the only one who hasn't posted here, eh?
From now on, y'all will know its me who's posting because I will be the only one who has the time to search for pictures to put in the top of the post.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Ha.
:(
I'm miserable. And lifeless. And I have this constant need to swear like a sailor.
This only shows how miserable I am.
As much as I hate to admit this, I miss life as a Form Fiver.
Things were so much more simpler then. College life wears me out at times.
I'm lying. It wears me out nearly all the time.
And my social life is still non-existent, like wtf.
Eh machas, all go out yam cha la. I want to hara kiri with the ruler already lor.
If you don't go out with me, you all damn gay.
wtf, I'm turning into a random retard.
You see lah. This is what happens when I got no social life.
Everyday go to college, come home and sit there stoning like a jakun.
Jakunnnnnnnnnn.
Pikachu damn ghey. :D
EDIT LIKE AFTER 1 MINUTE.
omgwtf. I cut myself on the olive oil bottle right, now my middle finger damn pain.
Wah. I flip people off they can see the cut.
LAWL-EFFING-LAWL.
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2 comments:
hiiiiiii yr so hyper lol~
O_o nasty, getting cut by an olive oil bottle.
how do you get cut by an olive oil bottle?
o_O
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