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3.22.2006

last night was sooo funny.

it started when i ran out of money because we had to drink two cups of coffee.
no, actually it started when i forgot to pay blaze for the sandwiches because i dont have money anymore.

aah.. it really started when i ate a lot in the cafeteria (say, a cup o' rice and a half is a lot.)

well, i think it started when i asked him to fetch me from work because i dnt have money anymore and he arrived late.

THE TRUTH: it started when we went to THIS birthday party. Christian's niece's (who's more like a nephew) 15th bday bash.

*brief background*--she was the one who texted me ",.'hI, cAn u bE my tEckm8?.,'

anyhooo, she's a bifemale (a crossdresser sometimes). pishy's weird because he's pushing me to BE with her. (her name is YenYen, but i'll call her ALE, because i cant find 'ale' in the dictionary and she looks like aleck bovick.

i ate spaghetti and chicken and cake and i drank iced tea. wow, it seems like i ate a hearty meal but i dint. 'i dint eat enuf' is the reason.

then there, ale and pishy and ale and that other girl were whispering stuff to each other.. it is like they are talking about me.. im not paranoid or samting but i know they do. because i have supernatural powers. bam!

so ale and i talked and talked and i found out that she's from my alma mater and that she belongs to those tubbys that i hate. haha. *one of her exes is my ex too!*

honestly, i dint expect tht she looks like that. i was expecting a rather typical tubby-thin, boy-cut hair, and unpretty. she turns out to be the opposite.

YES! she IS pretty!

but she is empty. she is child-like. tho she smokes, drink, and smokes weed..

typical. barely typical.

anyhoo, i like her smile. and when we had to go home, she asked for a kiss. on the cheek. if people weren't around, i'll kiss her on the lips!

and then we texted later that night. (or mornin)

but i dont think she likes me. so i dont like her too.
..she likes my sister but hey! back off! she's off-limits! she's my sister!

give me siomai.
x 5:26 p.m. x

misshell aka mike aka michiko aka june::

i was born on Sybil's birthday at 3:15 am.

i reside in an almost inhumanely tiny roomie with a toilet room shared by 17 other boarders. 17 is unlucky for me.

i work at nowhere as of the moment. i just draw.

i own a multi-colored bead bracelet with a red lace.

i eat rice once a day, and i shit every two days.

i love watching pishy do the 3-5, i wonder when can i have my own load.

i hum share the shower with someone very closely related to me.

i can't sleep without brushing my teeth.

i want to eat shrimp sandwich, NOW.

i sigh, yawn and scratch my head when i'm bored.(don't we all do?)

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

*kunwari seryoso*