my name is coreen lee peemee but i would rlly like to be called Lilly Lee Lili.
oh man that was hell passe, but it brought back sec one memories.
which i would not like to dwell on if not i'll be a life-walking cliche.
and i would like to announce that I AM SICK!
hurrah.
slight fever of a pathetic 37.7 degrees, but i'm freezing inside. so i'm in my stinking pink peejays. looking like a complete primary school girl. ew. and i am thinking of skipping school tomorrow, but it's not even an option okey, because apparently, my shu nu has developed a bad problem of setting her GANG on me.
kristie: what, not happy ah, I ASK MY GANG BEAT YOU UP AH! (shows the world peace sign)
coreen: huuuhhhhh, i thought your gang sleeping?
kristie: (wriggles fingers vigorously) your head ah! see my gang wake up want to catch you already! (uses fingers to kiap my flabby arm)
ahhhhhhhhhhhh. her gang is so funny.
if she doesnt appear in braids tomorrow as per promise, i willl attempt to French braid her hair again and disallow her to take the braid off, on account of wanting to torture her by making her look like a complete dry shite.
get your smell back again! i dont feel happy and safe anymore in school. so monotonous and expected.
call me, my shu nu?
oh man that was hell passe, but it brought back sec one memories.
which i would not like to dwell on if not i'll be a life-walking cliche.
and i would like to announce that I AM SICK!
hurrah.
slight fever of a pathetic 37.7 degrees, but i'm freezing inside. so i'm in my stinking pink peejays. looking like a complete primary school girl. ew. and i am thinking of skipping school tomorrow, but it's not even an option okey, because apparently, my shu nu has developed a bad problem of setting her GANG on me.
kristie: what, not happy ah, I ASK MY GANG BEAT YOU UP AH! (shows the world peace sign)
coreen: huuuhhhhh, i thought your gang sleeping?
kristie: (wriggles fingers vigorously) your head ah! see my gang wake up want to catch you already! (uses fingers to kiap my flabby arm)
ahhhhhhhhhhhh. her gang is so funny.
if she doesnt appear in braids tomorrow as per promise, i willl attempt to French braid her hair again and disallow her to take the braid off, on account of wanting to torture her by making her look like a complete dry shite.
get your smell back again! i dont feel happy and safe anymore in school. so monotonous and expected.
call me, my shu nu?
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