happiness is: a tray of chipsmore, 2 glasses of cold milk and someone to share the afore-mentioned with... looks like i aint happy then!
finnaly got my dad the replacement power drill, now i just have to give the bill to the lovely Ms Lee, and claim my 129 Yusof Ishaks. my dad was telling me the history of the lost drill, how it was the first power tool he ever bought while he was still a poor student in australia, when i was a young boy. the old drill had a lot of sentimental attachment apparently. so, to the @#$%^* who stunned the drill, a murrain upon ye scurvy hide, i say!
i am so in the deep end for christmas. clan ee (dover branch) is taking all the acting roles in the presentation, and theres no script or anything! we need at least a rough plan to work, right? i want something i can invite my classmates to with the peace of mind that i dont get maluated on stage.. or at least not maluated through un-l33t acting skillz.
Lydia - F.I.R.
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