tell me again
sitting at home, nursing a hurt foot, a heavy head and a broken body. our hero lies on his not very comfortable excuse for a bed (the one that u roll out from a sofa). he stares at the ceiling trying to fathom why he's been left in this state *although the not going to school part was kinda nice*. it all started out innocently enough....
wed
he went to school and had the gargantuan task of getting thru a whole days worth of law tutorials, his ill-advisedly chosen cds and his mandatory media law module. after gallantly chasing away the sleep demons that did cause him to take a few winks during mr. ferlin's class, he then proceeded to try film his broadcast journalism assignment. things were run of the mill even boring. thats when he saw her. running towards salvation he managed to coax her into saying a few words for the camera. after his job was done, he sensed that all was not well...so he ran after her and got her name.......but not her number. our hero apparently does not think straight under the influence of a pretty face.
thurs
boring
fri
work=more boredom
sat
work....after work our hero went to videoezy. had to ask the cute cashier who never smiles a few quetions abt renting his dvds...she still hasnt smiled. went home with a pain in his foot like he had some 2 months before.
sun
slept all day until he was forced to go to the doctors by the evil force known as mak and bapak. got an mc though...wasnt too bad.
so now he lay staring at the ceiling...wondering wat to do.....boring boring boring
You know you like it like that,
You don't have to fight back,
Here's a pillow - bite...that,
And I'll be settin' seperate plays,
So on all these separate days,
Your legs can go they separate...ways.....hehe
