mm, hey.
As i type this, there is only one thing thats going through my head; Life, is pretty damn good. The first thing i did this morning, was jump into the pool fully clothed (eventhough we made it look like it was an accident). But hells, i needed some therapy, and it sure as hell worked. I, am considerably happy. I've got nothing to moan about (oo-er).
First of all, I miss you, Azmeer ! Husband, gayboy, lovah. Totalleeyy. Called a couple of nights ago, and talked bollocks for over an hour. Proof that I have not turned into lifehatingemokiiiiid;

"Manda, i love you."
"Lies. Malicious LIES !"
"Shit man, how do you know all these stuff ?"
"Cos I've got this hidden camera thing in your undies, and since you think with you peeeeeeeeenis, i can hear all your thoughts."
"But..-"
"But WHAT ?"
"I'm not wearing underwear."
"Damn. Ooh, kinky. I just realised i'm not either."

"*talks to someone in his dorm room* die masok bilik gemok ah."
"WHAT ?!"
"Not youuuu. Theres this fatchinesekid..-"
"FATCHINESEKID ? I love fatchinesekids."
"Ew, why. He's like, 12."
"Cos theyre not skinnychinesekids. They look better and the term sounds better, fatchinesekid. I liiiike 12yearold chinesefatkids."
"Makes sense, that one. Truuue. Okay fine, he's 13."
"Dammit. Yea, its logical. Gosh."

So many more conversations like this with him, i just don't remember all of them. Might meet up with him this weekend. I love this kiiid.
Come to think of it, I've been missing alot of people over these few days.
As I type this, I am also sitting amongst a hundred(and one) piles of clothes. I have run out of things to wear. Everyones turning like, a hundred, and of course, they choose to have some formal thingamajig.
My teachers, are so freakin queer. Moral teacher came up to me, and started talking absolute bollocks, and by bollocks I mean she was talking about math. Then she puts her hands on my shoulders, and tells me to relax.

"*touches my fringe* Manda, clip up your hair."
"Er, shyea."
"Wah, you have a very nice forehead."
"Whaaadt ? Thanks.. ?"
"*rubs my forehead* How i wish i had a forehead like yours."
"Okay.. i gotta...pee. Byee."
Talk about freaky deaky.

Anywhoo, been working out like crazy, and ive quit smoking, or atleast im trying to. Im pretty fucking proud of myself.

I guess you could say I'm pretty happy with the way things are going right now.

&& youre swinging, swinging,
for the wrong team.