“Why must you hurt me this way, Harry?”

Yesterday I was going around very high-ly accosting people outside my class in the corridor, going, ‘Why must you hurt me this way, XYZ person?’ in this really gay voice.

potterpuppetpals.com ftw, totally. And I drew this funky thing in red pen above my leg saying ‘I Heart Ron Do You?’, with his dreadful speckled mug right there. When it fades I will do an ‘I Heart Voldy’ on the other leg. The two greatest evils!!! /shudder/

I bought Damien Rice’s album today! It’s really pretty. goodbye $18.95 and eyeliner money But sadly the corners are a little crinkled, all of the albums at Gramophone were like that. It’s not that bad though. Okay maybe I’m just too lazy to return to the store and exchange. The Gramophone guy was really nice he was like telling me where to look for The Hush Sound’s album. Apparently Borders has lotsalotsa alternative indie albums. I never knew that.

Today mr teo was being a total emokid lah he was like ‘why you all never do!’ (in chinese). And he was pouting and looking down at the table. Then Keshia went, ‘OMG EMOKID!’ and everybody was laughing their asses off. So he goes, ‘What’s emokid! I don’t know!’ Then someone asked him if he could speak English. But duh even if he could he wouldnt know what an emokid is right!

Somehow I don’t feel like blogging. I feel like going to sleep. But I have to wait for my mom to come back from grocery shopping so I can help her carry the stuff up. And then after that I ahve to babysit my sister. I’ll probably end up going to sleep 3 hours later than I actually should and CAN GO TO SLEEP. I feel like typing a bad word. Last night instead of sleeping at 10 I ended up sleeping at 1 am. So genius isnt it.

~ by sydney on January 24, 2007.