Ordinary Tues.

Wow, it's just Tuesday. I thought it was Thursday for no reason this mornin'. I just completed a couple o' drawings just now. I hate colouring, but I like colours. No colours, no fun. I'm just too lazy to pick up the coloured pencil and start moving it. Machines, dragons, machines, dragons. That's all I draw. To some critics like Larrys, they say : NO TALENT, YOU STINK!! while some say : Nice, but try working on the shading and at least try twitching the coloured pencil and normal people would say: It's okay, keep it up.
I love Yo momma jokes. But you'll be mad to really mean it when you use 'em. The minute you say: seriously, yo momma so....., you'll have no memories except someone's fist stuck in middle of your face and you'll either be in the sick bay or the hospital ward, even worse, hearing the sound of a funeral and your family crying on top of you. I'll give you an example.
Yo momma, so ugly, the latest Pontianak film went bankrupt!
(adapted from my good friend, Zaki a.k.a. Izak)
I love drawing. It makes me feel all, how do I say this... Weeeee..... and the sight of my baby fingers ashened from rubbing the thick pencil lead dust. But too bad I don't draw real life stuff. take this for an example.


Wow, today's okay, just that they cancelled IFC at the last minute(I WASTED 2 @#%$ HOURS IN THE LIBRARY FOR THIS!). Hooray, no Peer Tutoring! Boooooo, CA3's tomorrow! Science should be alright, but if I get one more crap outta my Maths, I'll hit meself on me head with me hand. Could anyone tell me when do we hand in our Maths w/s and English Practice Paper?
I'll end this with a wise and knowledgeable statement.
Yo momma's so fat,
when she walked in front of the TV I missed 5 commercials!