just stopped flags of our fathers because i have damm econs re test tomorrow and i was thinking i should at least read through my econs notes. well, i did so but everything looks so familiar and easy peasy so i decided to close it and blog instead.
oh wait. i forgot to tell you guys i actually slammed my laptop down and then i open it up again to blog. haha, random stuff.
happy birthday brenton sio. your birthday today means that its 10 more days to mine. haha. and now you're 17 but im still 16.
damm it. i like being 16, its like the age where you are filled with youth. its the age whereby there's a mixture of teenhood and adulthood. 17 and you are no where! there will be an improportionate balance of adult and teen. 15 and you are too young, you are not even legal to have sex.
thinking about it. its rather depressing to be 17 even though i like the number 7. still, its not cool. there goes my sweet 16 days eh? ):
but 17 means closer to 18 and you know what that means... legal for most stuff. hee hee. wait, that means army. arrgh fuck.
so i shall make full use of my 16 days and mock those who are of an older age. like most of my classmates especially the one who is 11 months older and two others who are 10 months older. (their identities are protected, i'm sorry) hah, you guys are so going to sag and will have sores on your chinS because they will be dragging all about on the floor.
oh and with all due respect to whoever created the thing called national service, i think its just a lame idea. one which wastes 2 years of your life and makes you a dog for the nation till you unable to serve. i guess when they said the society is a dog-eat-dog one, they really meant it literally.
army, what a jackass.
damm it. blogging has raped me off my sleep but i enjoy it so what the hell, you can go ahead and rape me (even harder, if you must). haha. god, am i disgusting?
i dont get why people even find tenacious D funny. its a fucking waste of my time and it really drains the living shit out of me. haha. but i insisted it was good while the rest were like complaining... you see, you cannot let yourself down, otherwise, it tells others YOU'RE WEAK.
and NO. i'm hell no weak. i'm like an imperial japanese soldier out to protect Iwo Jima from stinking americanooooos. talking about Iwo Jima, i got so hyped up from watching letters from Iwo Jima that i went to research about it.
now, ask me anything about the battle of Iwo Jima and i can vomit everything out like literally! im so densed with that battle that i bet the digested food or disgestive juices in me is filled with fine prints of the story of the battle.
i heard von looks funny with her hairless arms. i need to see the hairless beast.
tata, my hunt for that hairless one starts now. wish me luck people.
