Wednesday, August 30, 2006
I Continue To Write A Diary (3)
Dear Diary...
Sian sian sian. Okay not that salty, but still quite salty, in the baddish way.
Because life is simply so salty, I have to go to bored.com to cheer myself up by insulting myself online. I must say that their insults are really quite amusing. Especially the phrase 'yo momma'. But of course, after 'yo momma', the stuff that comes after isn't quite feel-good, family bonding stuff at all. Most of the time it's got to do with... vajayjays and punanis. Yes I finally learnt how to spell punani.
Cause and effect. Nowadays my favourite phrase is.... not 'cause and effect'. It's 'Man so irritating, I'm irritated!' Unless you want to tell me something better to say after complaining that something is irritating, because practically everything in the world is irritating if you care to make it so, yeah because the sun's a sickly shade of yellow and the sky is hardly blue anymore, don't say anything. (Don't make a noise. Don't even open your mouth. Sit tight, clench your teeth and grip your chair and... act like Mission Impossible 4 is coming right up, because obviously no one is going to keep quiet.)
Okay sorry! Look, I was just trying to be random, which means everything because everything is nothing and random is nothing, because of Albert Einstein's general theory of relativity etc, etc, etc...
Has anyone else heard the cool new podcast from mrbrown? It's funny. It's so funny I can't even begin to describe just how funny it is. So download it now! But make sure your parents aren't around, because they're sure to ask what's the original song, and when you let them hear the original song they're sure to ban you from listening to that song forever and ever amen.
I know because that's what happened to me. (Yeah, after all my good intentions in trying to cheer up an Adult-Bearing-Great-Responsibilities' day. I mean like? You know? Like eh? Like what? Like the? Like heck? I mean cancha enjoy a good laugh. Without acting all serious and all and mrbrown-is-so-dead, like the little boys in our fascinating new LA poem that I haven't the heart nor brains to complete.)
Btw Gayle... Isn't there supposed to be some kinda rule about using Chinese to comment on Chinese stuff...?
Teachers kill us on teacher's day. Or before teacher's day. Like BLEARGH. I don't have time to complain, or the energy, or the memory space needed to remember exactly what was it that's making me feel vaguely irritated.
Okay brain juices... need to be saved for ylw. (Yeah, like bleargh. You learn fast.)
Bye, peeps.
Sian sian sian. Okay not that salty, but still quite salty, in the baddish way.
Because life is simply so salty, I have to go to bored.com to cheer myself up by insulting myself online. I must say that their insults are really quite amusing. Especially the phrase 'yo momma'. But of course, after 'yo momma', the stuff that comes after isn't quite feel-good, family bonding stuff at all. Most of the time it's got to do with... vajayjays and punanis. Yes I finally learnt how to spell punani.
Cause and effect. Nowadays my favourite phrase is.... not 'cause and effect'. It's 'Man so irritating, I'm irritated!' Unless you want to tell me something better to say after complaining that something is irritating, because practically everything in the world is irritating if you care to make it so, yeah because the sun's a sickly shade of yellow and the sky is hardly blue anymore, don't say anything. (Don't make a noise. Don't even open your mouth. Sit tight, clench your teeth and grip your chair and... act like Mission Impossible 4 is coming right up, because obviously no one is going to keep quiet.)
Okay sorry! Look, I was just trying to be random, which means everything because everything is nothing and random is nothing, because of Albert Einstein's general theory of relativity etc, etc, etc...
Has anyone else heard the cool new podcast from mrbrown? It's funny. It's so funny I can't even begin to describe just how funny it is. So download it now! But make sure your parents aren't around, because they're sure to ask what's the original song, and when you let them hear the original song they're sure to ban you from listening to that song forever and ever amen.
I know because that's what happened to me. (Yeah, after all my good intentions in trying to cheer up an Adult-Bearing-Great-Responsibilities' day. I mean like? You know? Like eh? Like what? Like the? Like heck? I mean cancha enjoy a good laugh. Without acting all serious and all and mrbrown-is-so-dead, like the little boys in our fascinating new LA poem that I haven't the heart nor brains to complete.)
Btw Gayle... Isn't there supposed to be some kinda rule about using Chinese to comment on Chinese stuff...?
Teachers kill us on teacher's day. Or before teacher's day. Like BLEARGH. I don't have time to complain, or the energy, or the memory space needed to remember exactly what was it that's making me feel vaguely irritated.
Okay brain juices... need to be saved for ylw. (Yeah, like bleargh. You learn fast.)
Bye, peeps.
-+Darkening Dawn+-dreamingat >>10:49 PM