Friday, March 25, 2011

#278 Mr Black Potato


I sew that for Hui Jiar because she was being emo the other.
Mr Black Potato is supposed to be smiling.
I'm such a noob at sewing.
Gosh.


My very first badge thing I made :3
And I'm so proud of it.
Pinned it on my school bag.
After all,
Red heart matches red school bag :)
And thy heart shalt match thy handphone,
MP4, camera and basically most of my things.
Just adore the color red I guess.


That's my sister (obviously)
She was showing me her new contacts. >.>
ANYWAYS,
We had PJ today and I thought it'll be fun, you know?
Not like my old school
Where we have to deal with a freaking PMS teacher
Who whacks people (my) butt. :)
Brought my badminton racket,
Was kinda excited playing badminton with my friends.
Turns out,
My english teacher, who is my pj teacher wanted to
'Train' me.
I was like, fine.
Okay, sure.
Whatever.

I fucking regret thinking that way.
She kept on making me run
And she expects me to get every,
I mean every shot.
Like what the hell?
Then,
She wanted to train on my blocks.
She started to like smash on me
And since there isn't any net,
Her shots are like under net.
But she can't see it
Cause there isn't any freaking net.
She was like,
Run, Kim.
Run faster.
How the hell do you want me to run when all
Your shots are under net?
Seriously,
Think about it.
Later,
She wanted me to freaking massage her.
Wow, teacher, wow.

I thought of an excuse and kinda ran away.
Free from her!
Or not.
It was english period and I think she's
Having her bloody period.
Cause she came in the class and started to like
Yell at Chung Li.
Fuck you.
And she pulled me in too!

If you want to quarrel,
Dude,
Don't freaking pull me in.
It's not nice
And I hate it.
If I want to get involved,
I'll speak up, aite?

Screw you and your motor mouth.


IT'S FREAKY!
It feels like as though our words are your fuel
And the more we talk,
The faster you talk.
And that freaks me out.

I'm such a noob at sewing.

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