[ jukebox track>>> kiss me- sixpence none the richer ]

saturday night fever.
this is why she rocks.
dire moments of midnight cravings. poof she comes. even during raye season.
nyeheh. now that we are only a bridge apart. walkie talkie should come in handy.

the rebonded hair. the cutesy pimpleless face.
the threaded eyebrows. that belly laugh.

*she says: check out my matching curtains.*
yes, you love the mocca bodybuilder many much.

earlier on, had plans to do PP in school library till late.
but somethings got in the way and we ended up in town.
thanks to mr. nutrition cai, i ate a lil too much fiber and woohoo, my bowels felt great today.
very productive day, i must say. i cant believe i told you so much.
but yea, who gives a rat's ass right? but dat doesnt mean you can say it either. ssh.
chicken. i went and wiki-ed princess masako. i tot some pretty chick. you ass, vincent.

ah yes. it is complex. the things you know as you get older.
which is why i agree im still holding on to being a friggin kid.