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If you want.
“MOM I THOUGHT I WAS GNA DIE and go back to heaven”
“Don’t say that! Knock on wood” -mymum
“Back to heaven? As in like, you came from there? I don’t think so, loser” -mybro
btw, it was the most painful thing i have ever felt in my nineteen years on this earth. i am never going near chili forever. or anything that looks remotely like chili. like bananas, or pencils that can bend in the middle. my face looks like connect the dots but with red spots. i hope it will be gone tomorrow, because tomorrow is the first day of school. BUT knowing my wonderful and ironic luck, it will prolly be like 187 times worse. so please pray that these craters will lift their spirits up off my delicate face
it was burning. like my face was on fire.
AND MY CLUMSINESS STRIKES AGAIN, tune in for the next episode -xobbydoll
Okay so we have a scheduled brownout from 10pm to 8am. Remind me why again I’m only starting on my FOTOCOM and WRITING now? That’s right, because I thought I’d have time. I thought I’d have the time to pull one of those incredible all-nighters that everybody else can do without coffee or sit-ups or whatever people do to stay up at night. HE KNOWS I’M CRAMMING AND HE’S TEACHING ME A LESSON BUT you know what, it’s not funny. Can someone please let him know? This is not funny at all.
It is 9:19.
“Anak, I am going to take a shower ha. I only have 45 minutes left. I’m going to pee on myself hay nako.”
HELLO UP THERE. MY LESSON IS LEARNED SO PLEASE STOP