fei de xiang zhu yi yang.
i’m listening to… “promise” bai jang nara [korean]
i’m feeling… fat. i am so fat.
so… according to playboy, uw had the hottest guys last year mahaha… but where for art they? T__T read the article here. heh.
i’m sick of trying to make sense out of nothing… -__- i don’t know why… i always believed that not everything necessarily has a purpose and that actions aren’t always motivated by something… so i don’t know why i bother thinking so much about things i shouldn’t bother thinking about. i don’t think i make sense at all.
yesterday when we were smoking at the park, jared accidentally dropped a bowl of weed and the park we were had a ground that was freaking covered in duck shit. and so he was looking for the bowl and didn’t realize the whole floor was duck shit (until josh said so) and stuffed a bowl of duck shit into his pipe. hah ~ we almost smoked duck shit.. that’s pretty funny. -__-;
i have a godamn korean midterm tomorrow… sigh. honestly though, i don’t feel like doing shit right now. dammit. i am so fat. xiao pang mei for real. fei de xiang zhu yi yang >__< huk.