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
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? 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 Tuesday, 1 April 2008
Tonight I remember the times we spent together on those drives We had a million questions all about our lives and when we got to New York everything felt right I wish you were here with me tonight I remember the days we spent together were not enough and it used to feel like dreamin' except we always woke up Never thought not having you here now would hurt so much Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up I need your loving hands to come and pick me up And every night I miss you I can just look up and know the stars are holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight I remember the time you told me about when you were eight And all those things you said that night that just couldn't wait I remember the car you were last seen in and the games we would play All the times we spilled our coffees and stayed out way too late I remember the time you told me about your Jesus and how not to look back even if no one believes us When it hurt so bad sometimes not having you here... I sing, Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up I need your loving hands to come and pick me up And every night I miss you I can just look up and know the stars are holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight I sing, Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up I need your loving hands to come and pick me up And every night I miss you I can just look up and know the stars are holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight Continued: The 3 Sub-Heads (Head of co-curriculum, Head of Discipline and The assistant-Head) Definition:Head of co-curriculum= I must admit, I don't really know much about Mr Chin. He's an okay guy(what am I saying!?) even if you get into his nerves. (Think frail but not so frail old man) Head of Discipline= Puan Gan!!! She's the most dangerous of the 3. She's even more evil than the HEADMASTER! Puan Gan controls the whole legion of prefects, making her the Top Dog. (pardon the pun) She's probably,alone in the ranks of mankind, pure evil. Assistant-Head=Puan Phoon is somewhat okay. When you see her, you'll think of: 1.Mushroom (because of her hair) 2.A mean old woman. Puan Phoon isn't mean, she just LOOKS mean. But actually,she's okay. When seen: Puan Phoon and Mr Chin are easy to escape. But watch out for Puan Gan. Just look to the ground and mumble incomprehensible words and walk off. To be continued... John W.J.K
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