Seriously, 2009, fucking awesome.
I wake up at 6:30, and I have homework that needs to be done. I go back to sleep anyways because I’m fucking tired. I wake up, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand I turn on my computer monitor.
BARRAGED by IMs of “SNOW DAY!!!!!”
I find this out, and I run around my house cheering and shit, like a little kid. Everything is great.
FUCKING HELL YEAHHHHHHHHHHH
Pictures later!
Zhi or Philip Li's (I don't even know who took this) amazing camera.
Self picture for first of March!
I played Fable 2 this morning, left my house for a jog. Today’s jog was fucking PATHETIC, I couldn’t even finish it! What the hell is wrong with me?
Taking a break from bboying right now, I’ll start up again on Tuesday.
My dad is either a chronic liar or, a victim of amnesia.
“I used to be a master chef in Singapore!” <-His cooking now sucks.
“The president of Singapore has eaten my cooking!” <-Doesn’t Singapore have a prime minister?
“BOTH SINGAPORE’S PRIME MINISTER AND PRESIDENT ate my cooking!” <-And you left this all, why?
“For you to go to school in America!” <-If this is true, I fucked up my father’s life. 
I’m awfully nice to my mother today. I’ll change it soon.
Sixteen years Pablo, best gifts ever!
“YOU’RE GONNA LOVE MEEEEE!”
So then we saw these crazy bitches and started following us and singing. 3 girls following 15 guys singing like crazy niggers.
At first it was kind of funny and then when they followed us to the train station, SHIT JUST GOT REALLLLL.
P.Wongs spits on a nigga and a nigga gets mad tight son and then they tell the worker at the train station “deyz spit on me son” so they hop that shit and spit on that P.Wongs nigga. Ain’t least he ain’t no Chris Brown nigga. Nigga.
Samir and Philip got kidnapped by the crazy bitches at Stillwell.
Ate MAD ice cream at the buffet.
Taking mad pictures outside and spitting at geese yo
I win 5 lawsuits without going to law school son!
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