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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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10:31 AM,
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Ms A,Misses A,Mr A. Lets face it. Its hard to understand sentences with too many 'she-s' or 'he-s' in them.Lets just say that Ms A,Misses A and Mr A has meanings behind them. Dignified meanings.Dignified names.Too dignified for every single person in the world to know.Only 1 other person know exactly what those 'A'-s mean and the rest are all just playing guessing games. keep playing then. (: i am getting sick of school man. gosh,doing the same thing everyday is driving me nuts. but then again,if i dont go to school,wouldnt i be worse off? 'lets just get thru one day and go thru another and before u know it,school's over.' yeah thats what i tell myself everytime i dont feel like coming to school. i call it 'self-motivation'. yeah.everyone has their own way of motivating themselves. and thats just mine. (: i have aLOT to do today. oh,wow,aLOT. i desperately need to start catching up on algebra(as always). a little too behind now(oh wow,as always). so lets put our thinking hats together,lets use our right hands to dig out our brains and our left hands to take the algebraic sums out of the paper,and then using both hands,lets mash them all up together like mashed potato!! oh yummy,dammit i'm hungry! no,no we all know that math has never been that easy. if only it WAS that easy. gosh,how wonderful would life be... okay crapmates.would write in soon. (: admittance in the matters of heart sucks but disappearing on you for 2 plus weeks.......... i wont lie i'm missing u a little JUST a little |