bloody bitch la. oh, im referin to tis lady at skool who was there durin e night study tingy. fuck her man (uh, come 2 tink bout it, 4get i said tt). i mean, since e staff toilet was locked, me n fariq went to e pe porch toilet. on our way there, she stopped us. said tt tt place was out of bounds. ok, fine. den she started askin lame questions.
"what r u stayin in skool for?"
like duh?! hello??... (o god. i sound so girly. bahzz.)
pissed la, i was. den fariq said "stay in skool 2 play soccer. see the ball? ya n we play poker and dai dee as well." in a jokin manner.
hm.. for some reason, i tink she wasnt amused
told us to write our name down. bla bla bla... she even followed us back n eyed where we were goin. like she tot we wld make a u-turn n go 2 e toilet aniway. wat ever la. like i wanna bump into u again. tink i born yesterday ah? (oh wait, i was born yesterday... at 0243hrs, exactly 18 yrs and 1 day ago.)