Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Oh the randomness of meee.
Poor darling Kezia is ill, I suppose it's the horrible JJ air. Either that or it could be the germs from Zheng Yang's mouth --> Open to interpretation.
I should learn to trust my own spelling. But JJ is making me paranoid.
There's a whole bunch of Japanese models out there who are waaay underage and yet take scarily peek-a-boo shots which no doubt assures them a future place in the porn industry.
Some of them have bigger boobs than I do. Trust me, that IS saying something.
But mostly I'm tired of them thrusting their crotch at the camera.
Economics is evil, that being said, I still love Mr. Gomez.
Lester really isn't Mr. Gomez's favourite. I mean, duh.
Speaking of Lester, he's wasting my mum's $48++. I shan't use that active repair thing again. It smells so damn nice, but the minute Lester comes to terrorize me and my hair, all comes to naught.
Economics is evil, dear Lord, I want not to fail my test tomorrow.
Wise, Wise, baby. Japanese music owns you all.
I'm Tinkerbell, Zheng Yang's Smeethy (I think that's what that fat guy is called), Lester is Captain Hook, Miyavi/Kame/Keita is Peter Pan, I'm still thinking of whose the unfortunate Wendy I'm gonna try to destroy, Rekha's Lily.
Heck, I ACTUALLY know the whole Peter Pan story.
Finally, Celestine knows that he has a girlfriend. After I suffered from surprise/shock like weeeeks earlier.
It's not SO scandalous I suppose. They be a cute couple. I demand to be an integral part of their wedding nonetheless. I mean, I BETTER BE.
Fu~n! Chu! Chu! Chu Chu Chu! Summer Party!
6:19 PM
