i'm a girl i'm a boy, i love funky little toy.
Hey, my title rhymes!! (: I hate her. I seriously do. HATE HER SO MUCH THAT I FEEL LIKE, uhh! Stuffing an ice cream into her mouth and make her stop talking. hahaks. Today was quite a nice day, when i walked blitz. Saw him again! Wow, is he cute! Tanned skin, medium sized eyes, and oohh! The handsome face! WOWW! But, well. People like me don't deserve people like him, so, it's hopeless.
And hey, it was cold today! It was cold, and i felt so cold. So cold that i wanna sneeze, wanna put on a blanket and snooze the day away, wanna put an ice cream beside me, look at it whole day and have a vanilla ice cream dream. VANILLA. VANILLA. ooooh, VANILLA. Intervensi 3 is on the way, on the way to show out my bad results. Stress level BOMBED up tp the petronas twin tower! Gotta study, study, study, study, study, study, and STUDY. Wow, what a routine.
The kite runner, wow, indeed, truly riveting.
And in this book, little boys in afghanistan rape boys. Wow.
And like, duh. I'm getting sleepy. Eyes getting baggy. Brain getting dizzy. Hand s getting lousy. Legs getting retardy. Hair getting bomby. Nose getting stinky. Chair getting heavy. Table getting messy. Speaker getting noisy. Mom getting naggy. Bro getting angry. And me, one word, SLEEPY. so tata. Cross my fingers, please.
I seriously hate her, get lost.
by, neeliA.
And I'm hated too.