With you in my head.
Saturday, September 4, 2010, 6:16 PM
Enjoy, the music keeps playing.
Right, I was supposed to be lazy. Suddenly become very hardworking @ blogging. Lol. I'm tired, but, yeah. Who cares. Hahaha.
Anyway, went out today. W/ Nise, Von, and Jong. Lol. Went swimming. And, yeah. And it's like, oh, fun. Lol. Keep laughing and everything. Hahahaa, enjoyed it. Then this stupid lifeguard. Well, the thing is, we went to the deep pool side. And then, that fucking lifeguard. He's like, "oi, get to the other pool (which is the normal pool lurh.)" Then, I was pretty pissed already.
Then I kept staring up @ that man. Then he's like, "do you know how to swim?" I'm like, "I fucking hell know how to swim." And then he's like, "then swim let me see". (Since it was in chinese, and I sortof just translated it, it sounds weird.) Then I'm like, "Fuck hell no." Asshole.
You fucking fat man, just because you're a stupid asshole lifeguard, doesn't mean that you can look down at people who fuckinghell knows how to swim. Asshole, you don't have the rights to look down at people. Everyone has the fucking same equal rights. And just because you're fuckinghell older, doesn't mean that you can look down at people who are younger than you. Asshole, get a fucking brain and stop thinking like a fucking narrow minded man.
Argh. At the thought of him makes me want to puke. What a fucking no brain man. I mean, you want to be a lifeguard, please la, you know that the swimming pool definitely have people who wants to try out new things. Damn, you're spoiling other people's chances of trying out new things. Wtfuck is your problem. Get a fucking life. And if you want to spoil people's mood like that, I suggest you don't be a lifeguard.
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Enough of that crap. Idk why I'm writing 'bout that asshole-nolife-lowly man. But you know what? I always write more when I'm pissed at the person that I'm writing 'bout. Lol.
Yeah, I still have no idea why I wrote that. Oh, who gives a freaking damn. But, you know, it's only uh, freaking nine o'clock @ my side, and I feel like sleeping already.
Right, I need to think of something to write.
I use to be able to come up w/ everything under the sun to write about. I guess I just don't feel that way today. I'm not surprised, actually. I suppose, that's all for today. And I'm really tired, and I think I'm heading to bed much earlier tonight. (Maybenot.)
Ps. "There's so many wars we've fought, there's so many things we're not."