Monday, August 27, 2007
FUCK the Internet is no longer a wonderful place as i thought. it is EVIL. it has danger looming in every corner and i bet it was most probably created by Satan. only Satan could have the power to create something that looks so pleasant and inviting on the surface but actually it's a hellhole, slowly drawing you in until you've realized you've gone too far and it's too late.
man created the Internet. Satan created the Internet. therefore, i conclude that man = Satan.
FUCK this blog was supposed to be low profile ok. you'd think i'd have learnt my lesson frm the shao ye gang experience and wars breaking out on my tagboard. but, then again, i suppose if i can blog-hop, so can others. hm. BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT!
GAH i dont even know what my point is. all i want to say is that the Internet is EVIL, that's all.
and no matter what Xiao Qian says, i still think that the bball team is freaking scary and intimidating and insert whatever words that mean scary here, esp the Tai Hou. i am certain that i am gonna get cornered in one of the toilets one day and get whacked by bballs, I AM SURE OF IT.
that is why i am gonna kill Claudia Ang before the bball team kills me first.
i realized that what people think of me and what i think of myself is completely different.
for example, my teacher-in-charge of soccer thinks that my stamina is "not bad". i think my stamina sucks until it cannot suck anymore.
Lu Ting and Bai Zhan Ji both think that i have the highest possibility of getting a bf first. i think i have the highest possibility of dying an old spinster.
training today was rather slack. spent abt 1 hr++ trying to kick high balls, but as everyone knows the attempts failed. the field was damn muddy and watery frm the rain, hence making the balls slippery, hence making me fall. on the watery muddy field. it was super unglam.
GAH i can nvr master the art of kicking high balls lah. is turning non-stop with the ball an art? HAHA.
BAH fuck the Internet. Monday blues, Monday blues. it just got bluer.
man created the Internet. Satan created the Internet. therefore, i conclude that man = Satan.
FUCK this blog was supposed to be low profile ok. you'd think i'd have learnt my lesson frm the shao ye gang experience and wars breaking out on my tagboard. but, then again, i suppose if i can blog-hop, so can others. hm. BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT!
GAH i dont even know what my point is. all i want to say is that the Internet is EVIL, that's all.
and no matter what Xiao Qian says, i still think that the bball team is freaking scary and intimidating and insert whatever words that mean scary here, esp the Tai Hou. i am certain that i am gonna get cornered in one of the toilets one day and get whacked by bballs, I AM SURE OF IT.
that is why i am gonna kill Claudia Ang before the bball team kills me first.
i realized that what people think of me and what i think of myself is completely different.
for example, my teacher-in-charge of soccer thinks that my stamina is "not bad". i think my stamina sucks until it cannot suck anymore.
Lu Ting and Bai Zhan Ji both think that i have the highest possibility of getting a bf first. i think i have the highest possibility of dying an old spinster.
training today was rather slack. spent abt 1 hr++ trying to kick high balls, but as everyone knows the attempts failed. the field was damn muddy and watery frm the rain, hence making the balls slippery, hence making me fall. on the watery muddy field. it was super unglam.
GAH i can nvr master the art of kicking high balls lah. is turning non-stop with the ball an art? HAHA.
BAH fuck the Internet. Monday blues, Monday blues. it just got bluer.
7:08 PM