School begins again...
and after the mass dance....
I was trying to follow Tangga's movements...
but its so much his style I was staring in somewhat of awe..
looked pretty good..
but it looked kind of different from the original....
then after the dance..
That...Donovan...
and all his ridiculous jumping...and all..
slammed me against the wall..
its Donovan..
I'm used to it...
and somebody had to stick his Effeminate Fingers...
into the situation and rammed me another time...
and bam...my chin...
MY CHIN...
Bruised...
its not the fact that its bruised..
its that now I cant rest my head comfortably on my hand...properly if its not on my chin..
How am I supposed to...
ahhhhh...
anyway...I ripped his boxers for it..
you don't mess with the order man..
don't mess with the order..
ahhhhh...
anyway..I should be less...impulsive as this..
a sample of vengeance..
something..I haven't felt in quite some time..
alright...
I should be more or less starting to settle down and studying..
I hope..
hope
there comes that word again..
I went down to the applecare centre..
and suprise suprise..
the damned place was closed..
and the security guard..
acted pretty retarded.
kept saying 9 to 7
quite a few times while doing the finger motions of the numbers..
yea..
Epsilon Semi-moron...
then came the bus ride...home..
where..this exhibitionist lady..
rested her incredibly dried..Sahara-like Calves..
on the bus seat..
occupying both seats..
seriously..a disgusting sight..
her skin was all cracking up..
Putrid..
Release yourself