Friday, June 26, 2009

Woohoo im gonna be 13 tmrw and im gonna have a bbq....woohooo.Okay enough of the woohoos. Holidays are coming to an end and i am having problems writing a poem for my english holiday homework. Any of you know how to write a poem about life?Well i actually have already written a poem but it is totally not related to LIFE. I wrote this for greg:
Grack runs around the track at an impossible pace.
people thinks he drool but i think he rules.
Yeah i know its only 3 lines but at least it rhymes.
End of peom
Come let me tell you something weird that i experience in the mrt a few weeks ago:
So i was in the mrt listening to some awesome music. Suddenly some retard kept shouting "Bangla good!" and that guy who thinks "Bangla good" was just two seats away from me. Guess what? the guy was a middle-age chinese man who thinks "Bangla good". Weird right.
So i just came back from a sort of boring holiday and the people there are like buggers. The keep bugging my father to buy his things. He was like blocking my father and he kept saying this " Please buy this . Its only $2.". He was selling a stupid key-chain with the word 'Bali' on it for $2. What the f right. To be honest right the best part was when we i was in the hotel having a bubble bath. Yeah im gonna post the pictures of my holiday on my blog but i already posted it on facebook so if you want to see it, just click on 'Indonesian fever'. Right now im just lazy to upload it...

Labels: Lets shout Bangla good