a week before the new year i told myself
'i feel like staying at home for new year's eve and new year'
and on 30th December tuesday, i sprained my ankle super badly while jumping stupid hurdles.
nice one right.
so i lay at home waiting for my ankle to heal for the past two days
i din exercise
well today i did try to get out of the house to swim, onli to angered outbursts by my dad and mom, complaining that i cant even lie still for two days.
WHO CAN?!!
its outrageous.
i feel so sickly.
i need to get active.

and so passes my new year-.-
well i did play some games on the com, watch a hell lot of tv, read, do some gp, sleep and eat.
i feel du lan with myself for spraining my ankle.

meantime, i guess i really need to do something about my math
which is abysmal.
like. i cant even figure out how to switch on the GC now.
many thanks to god that 1+1=2 is a universally known fact.

i felt i've slept so much that im on OVERCHARGE.

oh yeah new years resolutions.
well i dun believe in making resolutions once a year
i make resolutions everyday
i resolve myself to be better than i was yesterday, everyday.

and what the hell.
go advertise ur bloody shop somewhere else dude.
im not interested in bras.
dun u have sth better to do than to pollute my tagboard?
go home and wank asshole.
screw the bloody hell off.