Friday, March 18, 2005
" Learning food ; 1:11 PM "
I've eaten so much today. Basically because I'm starved. I had one boiled egg, eight weenie sausages, coca cola, apple juice, kinder bueno..phew! All that for breakfast? I mean, brunch. So much! I couldn't help myself. My mouth is not watering anymore. I think I've stuffed myself, enough. It's so unfair! I want to be as thin as a stick, too, you know? It's so darn unfair. I mean, look at Hema. She's so thin and lanky. I could've like deflated her if I sat on her lap. (No offence, Hema) Just proving how plump I am. Stupid fats. Why couldn't I just take a hair-dryer and blow you off? It would be so much easier.
Stupid Big-Baby called up trying to be friends again. She's such a bad liar. She thinks I don't know her stupid tricks. She's a spy for the crazy bunch. She asked me what I was getting Scrapey for her birthday and I said, "Nothing. I can't just pop up with a present out of no where. Besides, I wasn't invited." Whatever. Then she asked me who my best friend was. Obviously, it's Hema! But I didn't say that. I said "I don't know. I don't want to even have one. I lost all anyway," Bleh. I tried making her sound all guilty. Don't know whether it worked. Omg, I feel so mean. Not!
Yeah, I've been stalling. My Dad askedke to finish my stupid holiday assignments at eleven. And look at the time, will you? One-something already. Sheesh, Maya! You can't do all this stalling and get away with it. Actually, oh gosh, I can! I sound so mean again. Okay, I'm lame. I just hate homework. You do it, and then you want to die on the spot with your tongue sticking out to the world. You see? My imagination is running wild right now. All due to silly old homework assignments which practically pollute the young free minds of innocent cute bright kids, like ME. Okay, shut up Maya!
Talking about my name...I don't like it that much. Maya=Ayam. Eeeeh, I don't want to be known as a flipping chicken. And you know, when I was with some of the crazy bunch members, last time, they used to called me "Chiiiiicken". Oh, shut up you asses. So immature. Can't even come up with nicer bully names, is it? Chicken chicken, your HEAD. Shut your asses and I'll be happy. So will you. Hmm, I want my name to be..Tanisha or Gayathri? Gayathri is an indian name by the way. But, woohoo, Tanisha is rocking hot! I love the name. It's so cool. "Hey Tanisha! How you doing?" Okay, I'm lamer than ever.
Mm, I'm sipping on cola right now! Pure heaven. You know that drink Heaven and Earth? Yeah, whatever to that drink. They say it's so relaxing to drink it and it's soothing. I tried one...I vaguely remember. But I just know that I didn't like it that much. I love gasey drinks. It's so yummy and it's like woohoo quenching city. You know water isn't bad when you're really really desperate for thirst-quenching. But when you're not thirsty or anything or not desperate, cola just rocks. Any gasey drink in that matter.
I keep on turning back to look at the time. I'm so lame. I need to get off the computer in five minutes. Sheesh! Fathers and mothers can be so darn ANNOYING..most of the time. Blah blah. I've typed alot and then, now I don't even know what other things are running through my head. Aiyah, BYE. I'm going to do stupid Maths.
Stupid Big-Baby called up trying to be friends again. She's such a bad liar. She thinks I don't know her stupid tricks. She's a spy for the crazy bunch. She asked me what I was getting Scrapey for her birthday and I said, "Nothing. I can't just pop up with a present out of no where. Besides, I wasn't invited." Whatever. Then she asked me who my best friend was. Obviously, it's Hema! But I didn't say that. I said "I don't know. I don't want to even have one. I lost all anyway," Bleh. I tried making her sound all guilty. Don't know whether it worked. Omg, I feel so mean. Not!
Yeah, I've been stalling. My Dad askedke to finish my stupid holiday assignments at eleven. And look at the time, will you? One-something already. Sheesh, Maya! You can't do all this stalling and get away with it. Actually, oh gosh, I can! I sound so mean again. Okay, I'm lame. I just hate homework. You do it, and then you want to die on the spot with your tongue sticking out to the world. You see? My imagination is running wild right now. All due to silly old homework assignments which practically pollute the young free minds of innocent cute bright kids, like ME. Okay, shut up Maya!
Talking about my name...I don't like it that much. Maya=Ayam. Eeeeh, I don't want to be known as a flipping chicken. And you know, when I was with some of the crazy bunch members, last time, they used to called me "Chiiiiicken". Oh, shut up you asses. So immature. Can't even come up with nicer bully names, is it? Chicken chicken, your HEAD. Shut your asses and I'll be happy. So will you. Hmm, I want my name to be..Tanisha or Gayathri? Gayathri is an indian name by the way. But, woohoo, Tanisha is rocking hot! I love the name. It's so cool. "Hey Tanisha! How you doing?" Okay, I'm lamer than ever.
Mm, I'm sipping on cola right now! Pure heaven. You know that drink Heaven and Earth? Yeah, whatever to that drink. They say it's so relaxing to drink it and it's soothing. I tried one...I vaguely remember. But I just know that I didn't like it that much. I love gasey drinks. It's so yummy and it's like woohoo quenching city. You know water isn't bad when you're really really desperate for thirst-quenching. But when you're not thirsty or anything or not desperate, cola just rocks. Any gasey drink in that matter.
I keep on turning back to look at the time. I'm so lame. I need to get off the computer in five minutes. Sheesh! Fathers and mothers can be so darn ANNOYING..most of the time. Blah blah. I've typed alot and then, now I don't even know what other things are running through my head. Aiyah, BYE. I'm going to do stupid Maths.