don't push me.

music: the one armed boxer vs. the flying guillotine-from first to last
mood:blips
hello ladies and gentlemen
i'm glad you've graced me with your presence
you're in time to see me wrestle with my conscience

i dont know about you, and it may be just my pms talking or whatever, but i've just had a tumultous mood swing(s). let's track the blips on my mood-o-meter shall we?
blue->FRICK!->rage->surprise->pissy->disappointment->HAHA->stressed->HEEHEE->OH SHIT!->WAHAHA->damnit. all in a span of a 12+ hours. amazing huh. damn straight.
(i shan't elaborate.)

anyway.
100m sprint (as requested by chewbacca, run away!)
it started when two awesome girls decided to (play smart and) skip a certain non-inspiring lesson to study in the library. you see, it was much more productive. and then for lunch, they went out of school to lunch at macs. on the way out, they joked about how hilarious it would be if they saw the said subject teacher on their way to macs. BUT we all know that life is a bitch, it just screws us all over, so guess who they saw while strolling back to school. so with an "oh shit" and a "FRICK" they turned sharply on their heels and dashed across the road, away from HIM, leaving their poor friends to cover for them.
The End.

save yourself the postage..and sing it in person