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Wednesday, April 23, 2008, 7:19 PM
I've looked at clouds from both sides now
Alright so, its been a boring time here, still suffering from post production blues, no matter how much it annoyed me to spend long hours rehearsing with my little idiot juniors, i really miss those little twats. Stayed back in school today for a lil meeting with the comm and sheila. She was in a meeting and we had to wait 3 hours. Thanks alot sheila. You know, every reccess, the entire school is broken up into little pockets of people who sit together to eat and make merriment with the little time that we have. I never really noticed this before, but there's this one table in the little secluded corner of the canteen. On the table you will find the 5 most strangest little dickweeds you will ever see in your entire life, led by also the weirdest elderly person you'll ever see in your entire life. And surprise surprise, guess who is in that little group of weirdos, no one other than our wonderful resident alien, Mr Joel Chee. I shit you not. Hey hey, fantastic. Normal people eat food during reccess or play soccer, or if you're like me, you go for sports and wellness where they torture you. But these guys sit around the table, and play Chinese chess. Who the heck plays chinese chess? I mean, i understand if its normal chess, but, Chinese chess?? And they all have that same i-am-from-mars type of look on their faces. I wouldve caught a picture for you people to see, but i was just staring in amazement. I, i dont even know what to say about these creatures, theyre just, what the hell. In fact, thats what they should be called, the whatthehell people. And i swear, each and ever single one of these twits look like theyve been hit by a truck. 8 times. Pfft. When i get a picture of them, i'll show you, and we can all have a good look inside the wonderful setting of the whatthehell people. Theyre lead by an estranged elderly folk called Mr Pang. Hes as queer as my grandmother. He tells us stories in devotion about some guy called kha kia which no one really gives to hoots about. And before, he'd tell us stories of a person called oozanga, and he'll have characters thrown into the story, all with names that end with an ozanga. So there was oozanga's friend called spoozanga, oozanga's other friend gooxanga, oozanga's father ohzanga, and the list goes on. If thats not strange then i dunno what is. I think all 5 of those doushbags are on crack, either that or a really strong medication that attempts to cure their mental incapabilities. I mean what the effff? Chinese chess, oozanga, joel chee. Thats just, what the eff?? Someone, shoot me. But anyway, while waiting in sheila's room, we got bored. Remember last time we hung teddy on the ceiling lights? Well, meet pedro. ![]() He's a plastic oscar trophy that sheila bought. Our boredom really kills us. There was some newspaper lying round, so i decided to make some clothes for pedro since i realised none of those oscar trophies ever wear clothes. ![]() Tadahh. I even made him a hat dammit. We even did this. ![]() I dont know what the heck is that or why we did that for, but it sure took time to do it. Then after having our meeting, we left, and seeing how the sun was so bright today, sheila took out her sunglasses to block her from the sun that was already being blocked by dark ominous clouds. ![]() If you looked hard enough, you'd be able to see beyond the dark storm clouds and see the sun. 5 mins after we left, it started raining like a bitch. Oh yes sheila, wearing those shades was a really excellent decision. Gah. On the phone with Liz again, she wants me to blog about her, so here it is. See Liz? Im blogging about you. But of course knowing her, she'll want more than just a weak mention of her name and the fact that im on the phone with her. So here's 3 top rated facts about Liz. 1. Her name is spelt Elysebeth, not Elizabeth. 2. Liz is French. 3. Lis is a model for top modelling agencies like, the top model agency, and is a spokesperson for fashion companies like Bucci, Prata, Looney Varton and Banelle'. The information i just gave you may or may not be true. Alright, tuition's here. I have to be off now. Seeyuh. Ao Ok so im back from tuition. Liz still wants me to blog more about her. Sigh. Liz wants me to blog about her nice friend who's name i will not mention for fear that it will have greater side effects that may lead to a dent in my mental or physical health. Ok liz is that alright? Ive blogged about you. Wohoo. Go crazy. The things i do for you Liz. tsk tsk tsk. |
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