rad
so this is me.
and this is my blog.
as it turns out, i don't wrie
here much anymore.
myspace and facebook took over.
im so lame.
fetishes
what you like
addictions: chicken schnitzel, sudoku + nerd stuff
zomg:
love:
wishlist
and i want: optimus prime.
and: justin timberlake.
and maybe: less lameness
Saturday, April 30, 2005
i can pat the dog whilst changing a light bulb. CAN YOU?
Last night was the Bangladesh dinner. 'Twas pleasantly pleasant. I think everybody enjoyed themselves, i know i certainly did. There was dancing, and food, and speeches, and food, and dancing, and socialising, and food, and dancing.
It was kind of weird having friends wait on you, but it didnt bother me too much as Kumi was my waitress, and normally she is my slave anyway :P
The dancers were really good, not quite synchronised like in bollywood, but still uber cool. But the one that looked like Mr Gul was a bit freaky. The highlight of the night however, was definatley seeing Dr Hayward, our principal, get in the mosh of year 12's and dance. Gee, that guy sure can boogie!
- Em xoxo
p.s. I just found out that princess of skank, Paris Hilton has approached Le Tigre, asking them to help make her new record. Oh man, i will explode if they say yes, i may even throw their album out the window. But there is no way that they would accept... they are anti-war/anti-fur/anti-bush feminists! meh. i will cry if they even consider it though!
