pencil lead and stickman, gay elephant loves banana peels

i have another career aspect to look into! well i might venture into film researching/analyzing, get a degree in it or something. i was inspired in lang arts class (or rather, by ms chew).
note that almost all of my inspirations/brilliant ideas are gotten from literature stuff!

i ran my napfa two point four today. i am not exactly very satisfied with my 12.59 cos i am sure my knee (pain) held me back a little. i dont know if i should run the second and third trial because i feel that it is mentally very exhausting. i didnt die after today's run does not guarantee that i will survive the coming ones. what doesnt kill you makes you stronger?
i am (no)sorry i make no sense my brain is empty now (just like my stomach though i ate a lot from macs just now)

oh and as i said, i went to macs with rachel to mugggggggggggggggggggggggg (i am trying to turn over a new leaf, as if).
we fed on treats and future money (made simple, borrowed).
dang was i glad nicole was around (cos she had the cash, or rather loaded friends and i think she felt generous just now).
i completed an assignment. an overdue one, but whatever blah i am still quite proud of myself, yo.

i think IUD was fun. at least, the food was. not fun, but, well, good.
the best part of it all was the paint fight (or the aftermath of it - though not so good for ms kristal low yi lin who was so full of angst and worry) and the MC stalking mission!
oh well we were like MC's shadow (i mean it literally).
i wonder if she knows what we were doing, it was kinda obvious, tsk.
like how we quit in the middle of the game (indian one) and ran out to chase after MC cos she finished her game at the other table.
we are obsessed people, but like what tricia said, we'll be laughing at our sillyness and stupidity (though we dont see it now i think we will in half a century) when we are like, what, sixty eight going on ninety years old yeah.
MCFC MCFC MCFC MCFC!
and who in the whole wide world is limpeh (mcfc tagboard)!?
i pui you manzxc, *spit spit spit and then smiles brilliantly to myself*

my primary five classmate, jo, (who is now in the states probably skipping all her semesters and going shopping instead) remembered my birthday!
but the card came way too early, haha.
she was afraid that it'd not arrive in time...
but it's reached me already!
i am sad to say that i dont remember hers and i am frantically looking through my autograph book (the one we all wrote on when we were about to leave unity), hoping to find her particulars
(well i guess i'm pretty in line with the film we analyzed during lang arts today, eh - autograph book). and then i'll feel less guilty.

c? c? r? s? n? n?

nincompoooooop, i came across something really interesting in rachel's folder.
lo and behold, the shakespeare insult kit.
i think one goes like, (thou) gorbellied knotty-pated giglet!
it doesnt exactly make anyhow any cow or sheep or goat or donkey sense to me, but i think its sounds cool.
like instead off, you ass! or you idiot!
or you son of a gun (oops sorry i didnt mean that)!
imagine yourself with so much poise and class, in flawless pronounciation (even though you can read it all wrong with all the wayward intonations and funny stresses and they will never know cos they dont even recognise the word), saying "ya-da ya-da ya-da (as in shakespeare insult and not plain ya-da)!"
then stare at the blank faces of the one before you, super got kick, no?
*smiles my lips out* you know, just like my signature smiley face.

i feel so nonsensical.
i hope no one comes to my blog.
cos then they will realise that i have lost my literature touch (if i ever had any in the very first place) and i am losing my sanity and i am becoming more lame and my posts are of less substance and my blah and my bloh and my pok and i can go on and on but there's no point cos this is it, the end.
ciao.