Maya
Fortified with the gift of gibber, eats anything apart from liver. lives with 2 dogs and a stinky brother and a dad and a mother. and a cracked polystyrene man who just crumbles, yeah crumbles and burns. and she likes radiohead, a lot of metal, jazz, celtic music, a lot of people, 'Johnny The Homicidal Maniac' & 'Bear' & 'Skeleton Key' comics and her two shih tzus - Abby (Abigail) and Kusho. I WANT: Nothing

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Sunday, 8 June 2008

Battle of The Year

Honestly, the entire highlight of today was that. Considering it lasted from 7-10.30 plus and though it was amazing and practically everyone was genius at breaking, I had to sit on the wet floor and soak my ass in my shorts, which wasn't a very pretty sight when I got up cuz it looked like I had gone and peed myself. Saad didn't do a bad job, considering it's his first public challenge. I'm happy for you my rabid monkey friend thing. Yeah so anyway, Gauravierre and I went cycling in the rain this morning and we ended up laughing at practically everyone and their various tents lined along the beach in the rain and took shelter under some make-shift tent-shelter-thing and watched a man trying to kill himself by touching some electric gas meter in the rain with his bare hands but yeah, I decided to cycle off before I witnessed any potentially traumatic event. So yeah! And we had Gelare so it wasn't so terrible. Just the rain and the fact that I had just washed my hair this/that/that morning. But whatever. It's 3.13 am, so once again, I refer to yesterday. So yeah, Sasha and Saher and Aranchu and I took all these random pics in the car and then we went to Jorden's and played GTA IV being the sad stereotyped people we are and then I read Archie comics and then we started throwing ice cubes at the flats opposite while I experienced vertigo from where we stood on the 10th floor (yes I am scared of heights). And now Aranya and I are playing i-sketch because Mafia on Facebook wouldn't work for me and yeah, so yeah.
I'm a wilderbeast. I hunt meat. for.
And I made Aranya watch the ''movie'' we starred in entitled ''Stop Over''. Yeah and got embarrassed of ourselves. But whatever. Such is life. And I've been dying to sing my version of ''Come Together''. Aranya and I did some strange renditions together. And I am sick of writing lyrics and almost never having tunes for them.

WHOO WHEE WHAA (This is where Christopher William Kolkman A.K.A Krisdohfuhh, gets turned on and shows Rabbit Teeth and does the Napoleon Dynamite dance like a wild Cheetah from a zoo in Zambia)

oh and aranchu berrykinosisen just showed me some very random funny weird site: http://www.trevorvanmeter.com/flyguy/flyGuy.swf

because oxygen is a drug
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