A long overdue blog
hey yall.
I hafen blogged fer a long time. Sry on my part. Was either too lazy or din bother. Well anwys..today was a tiring day yet an eventful one. Went fer a run today. A long one by my standards tgt wif Ian. He did most of the stopping not me i was ready to go on and on and on and on...felt gd today.After that we went to play football. Dropped by wen li's place to get him. Jst 15mins of playin, Wen Li kicked the bloody ball into the bloody drain. And it was bloody hard to retrieve. Tried removin the cover but it was bloody heavy and risky. So we reckon gettin hold of a stick(the on u hang clothes wif) I ran back to me hse and got 2 of em..wasnt of much help tho cos the ball was lk directly under the road and too far away frm the opening. After much complainin, griping, shouting, cursing and swearing. Ian had to crawl into the drain, afterall it was his ball. .ahaha, well anwys it was really funny seein him in there. And my. .we discovered this tiny dead frog jst at the drain opening whr ian was crawling. .and wen li and i went "eh theres a dead frog here". . den came. . "F*** you" echoein frm the inner walls of the 'deep'. This occurred several times durin our 'rescue operation'. Soon the ball was back into our custody. Ian was greatly discouraged frm playin ball so we had to head home. After cleanin up the ball and closin the drain covers...We were DONE. My gosh...it was coolstuff ahaha..
And yea...had this nicest of the nicest dreams...poof rox my sox. It was most probably relative to yesterday's highlight of the day. Well yea...to 'cash in' on tt situation...my dusty, slow, un-used, brand new piece of organ---Brain, came up wif, which i might say. . a rather simple yet complex poem. Hotstuff cannot bluff man. well. . cool. .finished bloggin. .and yea. .tts abt it. . aiiye;)
I hafen blogged fer a long time. Sry on my part. Was either too lazy or din bother. Well anwys..today was a tiring day yet an eventful one. Went fer a run today. A long one by my standards tgt wif Ian. He did most of the stopping not me i was ready to go on and on and on and on...felt gd today.After that we went to play football. Dropped by wen li's place to get him. Jst 15mins of playin, Wen Li kicked the bloody ball into the bloody drain. And it was bloody hard to retrieve. Tried removin the cover but it was bloody heavy and risky. So we reckon gettin hold of a stick(the on u hang clothes wif) I ran back to me hse and got 2 of em..wasnt of much help tho cos the ball was lk directly under the road and too far away frm the opening. After much complainin, griping, shouting, cursing and swearing. Ian had to crawl into the drain, afterall it was his ball. .ahaha, well anwys it was really funny seein him in there. And my. .we discovered this tiny dead frog jst at the drain opening whr ian was crawling. .and wen li and i went "eh theres a dead frog here". . den came. . "F*** you" echoein frm the inner walls of the 'deep'. This occurred several times durin our 'rescue operation'. Soon the ball was back into our custody. Ian was greatly discouraged frm playin ball so we had to head home. After cleanin up the ball and closin the drain covers...We were DONE. My gosh...it was coolstuff ahaha..
And yea...had this nicest of the nicest dreams...poof rox my sox. It was most probably relative to yesterday's highlight of the day. Well yea...to 'cash in' on tt situation...my dusty, slow, un-used, brand new piece of organ---Brain, came up wif, which i might say. . a rather simple yet complex poem. Hotstuff cannot bluff man. well. . cool. .finished bloggin. .and yea. .tts abt it. . aiiye;)
posted by Joshua @ Friday, July 02, 2004
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