Looks like the holidays are here... Well, isn't that obvious? I actually thought next week wasn't a holiday, but the last week of school. It was dumb to find out just today that it was practically the last day and I didn't even know it. A lot of things has happened. Of course, that goes without saying. I mean, the world doesn't stand still in anyone's world, you know. Run your sword through time and run away before it runs the sword through you or something... That's the malay language saying, right? I hope so. Last day of school was pandemonium. The teachers put on the hokey-pokey song and made a dance. I feel so daft and stupid when I do that. And I really hate that song. And by the looks on the other kids' faces, it seemed like I wasn't the only one. We started dancing goofily, being encouraged by the teachers until suddenly and accidentally (yeah, right) this other dino who could be kind of a bully bumped into this more senior dino and caused him to fall down face first into this pudding a class of six year olds baked with their teacher. The senior dino was like a trainee teacher or something. But by the way he acted, I could tell he was so going to fail the exam. He was kind of covered in pudding and his face was red. Probably because he had a crush on this female teacher called Ms. Fanny and must have embarassed himself terribly. I mean, sure, who doesn't like Ms. Fanny? Well, I know one person and that's her ex-boyfriend or something but who cares, exactly? Oh yeah. the ex-boyfriend does. Hahaha. But seriously, the teacher ran out fo the room and down the stairs and by the whirring of a car engine, he must have drove off. That scene was in the newspapers and it was titled 'Pudding-Face Teacher Caught Speeding'. That was kind of insensitive because well, the poor guy's been embarassed to death and by the speeding description; maybe he did want to die. At that point, I'm kind of glad the police caught up to him, or else my friend the bully would have been a murderer and that would spell trouble... But I don't know, having a murderer for a friend might be kind of nice. I could turn him into an asassin and that would be a point for me. Okay, that is my news. Now let's go on about the world's news.
H1N1? Heard of it? I hope so, or you would be the most blear person on the universe like a frog under a coconut shell. That's a malay saying, too. Shortly, it means you're stupid and dishonourable and shold go dunk your head in tomato sauce... On second thought, turn it to chilli and feel the burn. Grammy talked to me about this and that's what she said. I'm just merely repeating what I've heard. Grammy says that some people just don't follow instructions about killing the H1N1 disease and they don't careunless they get it and might die any minute. Wait, cross that out, I mean they WILL die becasue there isn't a medicine. So we really should take care as not to make Grammy mad. I'm scared she'll get her blood pressure up. She could die that way. Well, I've really got to go now. I have better things to do than type all this and find out I didn't get any followers except one. Gee, guys, thanks a lot. I appreciate your help. Bye now.
