Tuesday, September 2
ahh...my hair's wet...my hair always seems to be wet when I write the blog. I'm feeling kinda terrible now..like half awake and half asleep and hot yet cold. If I'm incoherent and you have no idea what I'm talking about then ignore me
ehheehe...I just tortured a cockroach....and I really mean torture ahhh...who asked it to enter my house! come on you cockroach...you know I'm scared of you and you still dare to come near me! Why scaredy cats and the most dangerous people...they'll take brooms and whatever and scream and shout and blahblahblah!! I whacked it with the newspaper...eeww...dirty the newspaper...its today's and I haven't read it!!! arrrgghh!!! at least its for a good cause though. OKay..now what...ahhhh so I whacked the cockroach and woohoo its crippled. Then comes the evil part
lalala...so I shepherd that disgusting thing onto a newspaper...and I MURDER it. With poison of course. I don't dare to touch it. My poison? Pour Coke, Lysol, Detergent, Sprite, Milk, Window Cleaner, Oil +some more liquid on it. Woohoo...then I see it die. Then its no fun already. ITS DEAD!!! POISONED!! DROWNED! ahhh useless cockroach! I want to torture you somemore!! And then I dont dare to touch that thing and my mother yells at me for dirtying the floor and using half her detergent to kill ONE cockroach. At least the detergent can clean the floor what!!
Somehow I feel bad about killing the cockroach. I don't like it but I feel bad about killing it. I don't know why...I dont like to kill stuff. I rather some thing carry on suffering than mercy kill it. At least while youre suffering you still can speak or at least be considered living. When youre dead, youre DEAD. No more. Gone. Finito. I don't even like the word death...I'm scared of the Grim Reaper...ahhh I come from Heaven
And that's why you'll never see me playing games like Counterstrike. I think those games are barbaric. You run around shooting people and think its fun to work for Bin Laden or that Bush fella. And people are HAPPY when they kill somebody. WHAT THE HECK. I know its only a game but I don't care...its barbaric!! And I hate it too when youre trying to get someone to do work and he doesnt hear you because hes too engrossed in playing his stupid people killing game. You can scream at the top of your voice and all he hears is "BANG, BANG, BANG, OYDOWORKLAH, BANG, BANG, BANG". Then he thinks its some problem with the sound. AHhh useless piece of monkey spit.
WHAT IN THE WORLD are they putting on top of my page. my blog isnt a porn site!!! Okayyy...I may be a pervert sometimes and people know Ive bought bikinis and blahblahblah before but Im not that perverted! but then again the related searches seem interesting...hmm...
It's me. I know its disgusting. Okay maybe I'm a bit pornographic. Some idiotic perverted classmate took a photo while I was in the toilet. ARRRGGGHH! For that reason I'm going to make the picture veryveryvery small. NA NA NA. Anyway nothing explicit is shown...and you can see I realised that his idiotic handphone was pointing at me before I did anything. blahhhhhhhh.
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