yeah. / Wednesday, March 12, 2008
err. band was tiring. coffee crash i suppose. jazzband is pretty terrible this year. jazz districts was snowed out too many times and jazzii cant even play at states. -__-
at least theres jazzapalooza! and no plaid shirts.. thank god. literally.
so
that idiot has finally joined facebook and well.. yeah. i dont even know. its like i really want to talk to him, but i know i shouldnt.. or i dont know. maybe i havent gotten over him afterall. he's just lingering, hiding
, blocked by all the band music, Abraham Lincoln's speeches, velocity and inequality equations.. yeap, english memoir essay. well, now i suppose its blocked by the Great Depression.
.. but i want talk to him! gah. i need to shoot myself in the head. [i must have a million bullets in my brain now]
and he feeds my homesickness.. which i actually love.. because it just brings back good memories of calling random people uncles and aunties just to be polite. oh and popiah again and xiao long baos and chee chong fun and rojak and loh mee, meepok, meegorang, laksa, ipoh hor fun, roti prata, kaya toast.. and yesterday's silly little language honor society induction just made it grow.. those darn baguettes.. gong gong.
alrighty then. i am going to continue with the Great Depression now. cheerio!
/Hopped!
6:12 PM
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