Saturday, July 18, 2009

Exhausted.

Shit. I'm so exhausted but still mall scavenger hunting was fun. Too bad we weren't able to do the 'how blah blah got out' thing.



I'm having headaches now. I think that's what I get for learning math, talking to Marielle, Kat, and Marxel all day.



Kat, this picture is for you.



'I think pandas are gay. You know why they are endangered? It's because they don't want to have sex." -- Marxel. Thanks for the information.



I'm currently updating Twitter, this blog, and Facebook. Screw friendster. It sucks like ass.



Oh Marielle, I saw the pictures you took. They suck, so blurry. What I texted you is a nicer version of this, this is the less sugar coated one. We have to do it again and we have to finish the list all in one day :)



MOST EMBARRASSING THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME TODAY:


I said 'hello' and waved to a cute guy, then I found out it wasn't part of the list we have to do. The guy walked passed me and looked at me like 'do-I-know-this-person?'. So embarrassing. So sad, he was cute!



I didn't get to hold hands with a cute guy (Marxel, you're not one)



SECOND MOST EMBARRASSING THING THAT HAPPENED TO ME:


On the list: We have to ride a shopping cart. I did it.

And it hurt, BAD. I accidentally hit the rack thingy and apparently my so-called fat didn't cushion the blow. That's going to leave a mark.



NOTE TO SELF: Never ever ride a shopping cart on a narrow pathway. Damn it all.



I realized something, alot of embarrassing moments happened to me today. I guess it's what I get for hanging out with Marxel, Marielle, and Kat. I hate you all.



What I tell them often:



MARXEL: I'm not fat, I'm big-boned!
MARIELLE: Hott guy!!
KAT: Kaaat. What now?



Damn everything. I think I'm going to puke. Gah stupid headaches.



Screw everything in the world. Yes, I feel like hating the world right now for making me have headaches.



Eat me. Marielle, stay out of the bookstore. I swear I'm going to put you on a leash.



Time for rest. Hopefully, I'll be better by tomorrow. I have to see a hott guy that's my age. Yes, I know his name and I'm not telling :)



--End.

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