There has been this crazy shenanigan going around in school. One that knocks the fall guy unconscious. (no kidding) Zong Ren's one was sick. I had to catch him so i saw it first hand. All of a sudden his eyes rolled and he wheezed one helluva wheeze in my face. Then he started twitching slightly and everyone was smacking him in the back for him to wake up.We wanted to knock Keef out for his birthday. (In the toilet) Strip him and tape his tits with extra sticky 3M duck tape. Haha. Then we wake him up. But Wilson suggested it was too dangerous and he might die, so we went with Plan B. We succumbed the giant with with 2 pairs of hands on each limb, and with me on top.Oh and today, we flagged poled Jt to the door of our literature classroom. A late birthday bash.Talking about birthday bashes and all, its starting to bring back vivid memories of a tiny yellow spandex. In a tiny cubicle. Gahh. The trauma!The mastermind should get a dallop of his own medicine dont you think so? (:
Danj
made with glue
8:12 PM
I have a thing for rockets and flying away. Magic. Stars and how beautiful they are. Your eyes. They shine brighter. And light.
Daniel Joshua
Saints rugby
future professional drummer
The greatest tragedy of modern life is that we live our days in quiet desperation.
All our little bottled insecurities are the real issues tormenting us. It is these personal issues, together with our minor everyday problems, that fills a little vaccum in ourselves; a vaccum that determines the goals we set in our lives. How we seperate ourselves from the mainstream fodder.
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