I'm 17, living in a holed up box under the sewers of KL. This trashed up laptop I found is my only connection to the world outside.
That didn't really work, did it?
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Narcissist Bastard
About
boo!
John Morgenstern  Walking Disasters
Look back!
August 2007 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 September 2010 October 2010 Speak Rattus Rattus
Designed and made by FsDesigns Friday, 11 April 2008
Thanks For The Memories [Intro] I'm gonna make you bend and break, (It sends you to me without wait) Say a prayer but let the good times roll! In case God doesn't show... (Let the good times roll, let the good times roll) [Verse 1] And I want these words to make things right, But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life, "Who does he think he is?" If that's the worst you got, Better put your fingers back to the keys! [Chorus] One night and one more time, Thanks for the memories, Even though they weren't so great; "He tastes like you only sweeter"! One night, yeah, and one more time, Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories; "See, he tastes like you only sweeter"! [Verse 2] Been looking forward to the future, When my eyesight is going bad, And this crystal ball. It's always cloudy except for, (Except for) When you look into the past (look into the past), One night stand... (one night stand off), [Chorus] One night and one more time, Thanks for the memories, Even though they weren't so great; "He tastes like you only sweeter"! One night, yeah, and one more time, Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories; "See, he tastes like you only sweeter"! [Middle-eight] They say I only think in the form of crunching numbers In hotel rooms collecting page six lovers Get me out of my mind and get you out of those clothes I'm a liner away from getting you into the mood, whoa [Chorus] One night and one more time, Thanks for the memories, Even though they weren't so great; "He tastes like you but sweeter"! One night, yeah, and one more time, Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories; "He, he tastes like you only sweeter"! [Chorus] One night and one more time (One more night, one more time), Thanks for the memories, Even though they weren't so great; "He tastes like you but sweeter"! One night, yeah, and one more time (One more night, one more time), Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories; "See, he tastes like you only sweeter"! I JUST heard that during the C.B.D (Combined Boards Day), the prefect probates wore BRAS and had BOOBS!! The librarians did a little play but I don't know what. My informer ~whom I at first did NOT want to state the name but since he asked me to~ Terence Ho, did not utter another word of important information after I THINK I offended him by saying ( or more understandably, "typing") an English idiom that I THINK he did not understand and got extremely jealous and ceased his wealth of information to me. ~This is all presumption, mind you~ ~and a joke~ Hahaha, I'm laughing hard. Terence, that was a joke, don't get me wrong, I'm just trying to enlighten the atmosphere in this blog. Okay! I really got hit today, finally! I thought the time will never come to pass. And I was hit by Jian Ming, after a few minutes of flowery language, a few seconds of dialected oaths and a few milliseconds of cuss. For the dense readers, they all mean the same thing. And they're all F-O-U-L He actually punched me on the nose. But his pudgy hands did little harm. On the other hand, I backfisted his nose in return. His nose was RED and he was shedding tears! Okay, enough of the chatter. BADMINTON TOMORROW!!!! WHOO!! My ass brother bought a new racket which costs 50 bucks!! And his old one was perfectly FINE! ~much better than the new, if I may say so myself) John W.J.K
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