Day of Disasters

Today's my official day of disaster. Yes it sure is. Dopey. Everything's gone horribly wrong today.
K went to school in the morning. All's normal there. Nothing amazingly absurd, except maybe weibang asking me to write something about him on my bloggie. Yeah sure i will, in the next few posts... promise. Heh.
Then went to cut my hair. Yeah. Cut. And the barber really, really, really cut it. Super cutter. Edward Scissorshand wannabe. And it became a bit too short. Too short. For my liking. Dope. Haha there's this part when the barber was cutting my hair, then he went 'tsk tsk tsk' and shook his head. Oh dear, what could that mean? Heh. Your ultimate nightmare, i guess. Now i look like some freako walking around. Dunno how to comb it liao. Mohawk maybe. Heh. Woah dilemma. Long hair also problem. Short hair also problem. Hehehh. Dopey.
And then i tried to change the look of my floorball stick. Damn. Disastrous too. The stick was once with a black grip. Now it evolved to yellow at the top, and orange in the middle. Imagine that! Then with yellow blade.. sooo striking. See larh, itchy hand. Like this everyone sure look at me when i play. Tension tension. Heh. Look like some bangla-boy with that stick. Sucky. Very sucky. Coach is sooo gonna laugh at me. Hehehh.
Oh and guys, and gals too ( some people complain about me saying guys, guys, and guys, and then ignoring the girls..), guess its time to get ready for the prelims. It's coming soon. Real soon. Oh oh it's tomorrow. Dope. Die. Sure die. Again. Heh. Need some volunteers here.. to fail with me. Anyone. Oh and just now our favourite condor hero talked to me like i was sooo gonna fail the maths paper. Like i no more hope like that. Heh. Oh puh-leasseeee, i get the idea already. No need to tell me again. Hehehh.
Yep im off now, for the moment. Be right back for msn-ing. Oh dear, and they say we're in the prelims fever. Heh. So good luck peeps! Study hard! Walk slowly, don't fall down! Eh, no link there. Haha. And think i'll be ceasing my posts for the moment. Study. Gotta prove the condor hero wrong. Heh. Dopey.
Don't miss me dudes!


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