YOU HAVE NO IDEA, FUCKING HELL, NO FUCKING IDEA, NOT EVEN THE FAINTEST ONE, HOW IT FUCKING FEELS TO BRING THE MODEL (YES, THAT MODEL WHICH ATE UP YOUR GLORIOUS SLEEP FROM 6PM TO 5AM ) TO SCHOOL AND BE SO ACCEPTED BY PEOPLE - "eh this model whose one.? joey.? you sure anot.? how can it be.?" AND THEN NAS (MA HOLMIE JEBRONI IN SCHOOL) DID THE SWEETEST THING ANYONE CAN BY SENDING A TEXT - Eh bro, your model chun siol. Im super impressed. Haha. Like seriously, not joking at all.
and after all of that, body fully drenched of sweat after that soccer game in the evening, plus 3 hours of sleep the previous night, i still changed out and meet the cool people in town because i felt that this calls for a mini celebration. i wanted so badly to share with ma holmies what happened in school and about the ken ding i received from my fellow polymers, but all of them, "orh, okay." like they don't fucking care. ): especially tanyulin. BUT IT'S OKAY I'M COOL I'M COOL.
now, i only have to wait for my interim crit which falls on the coming monday. spot on verbally, and i think i should be sailing. i bo pi the jesus-es of the world will bless my soul.
buddha pool club had their little training in west coast rc after till now-i'm-lying-down-on-a-deck-on-10-and-a-half-storey.
rockkkkkkk on people. nmind, you don't want i ownself. :DDDD