Saturday, April 16, 2005, 10:50 PM
Vintage-itch
To have a sentimental and emotional song to accompany you throughout the computer journey would rather be a moment of archive footage from Smallville for me. To definite something needs nothing than knowledge. But definiting Firewire beats more than the eye. In fact, I ain't know nothing what shit I'm typing. When a male elope with his friend of the same sex, it's worst off than screwing the universe. You can easily tell that they are gays. I ain't no problems with them, butta.....it just sucks. I've noticed that Hong Kongers have been surrounding my life since pri 3. I'm freaking pissed about this as I have always wish for a African-American or a Japanese/Korean. No racist or misogynist remarks. So dog-feeders can go suck my cucumber. By the way, is cucumber spelled correctly? I don't ever recall cucumber spelling like that. Anyway, the tomato's vintage. Eat it with caution. (psychopatic......................)