hibernation. yep. but came out a month late.
couldn't even send the poems. dorky couldn't even fill in.
this is what you've been waiting for:
what's badder than sleeping 16 hours a day without a reason
what's grosser than having a wet lesion
what's sicker than seeing million insects flying into your face with a mission (assume your french or german)
it's having the never-ending indian-rainy-season
so why am i writing a blog at 2:30 in the morning from a friend's room?
because dorky's so smart he put the lights on in the room and forgot to close the door and when we returned, lo and behold there are a zillion of those flying insects (which btw do not live for more than half an hour) having a bloody good time over my bed and my laptop and my stove and my clothes and my bag.
why is something wrong with dorky all the time?
so he tried driving his brother-in-law's bike (pathetic guy still doesn't know how to drive one). so he hit an oncoming scooty. so the girl was quite pretty.
but wtf... his toe's screwed. rotf.
P. S. 1: caps lock and shift got fired today
P. S. 2: indian girls do know some foul language
P. S. 3: smileys are back
P. S. 4: dorky been doing "research"?
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