Tuesday, July 05, 2005
May 3Instead of doing Library period 3, we went out to play soccer... wow.
Way to feel incompetent.
There they go! Dribbling the soccer ball across the field, shotting spetacular goals, setting the field ablaze with their hot
hot hot moves.
And then there's me... jogging around, trying to steal the ball away, always staying in the lower end of the field, leaving all the work and probably fun to the experts playing forward.
Well, I
did do some work and have
some fun stealing the ball away, didn't I?
Note: keyword -
trying to steal the ball awayWOOT!! Well, at least I was decent. Ain't no point in being depressed on a nice spring day.
I really need to start training soon.
Training? My foot. I have too little peserverence (however you spell that) and determination. I can't even bring myself to burn some calories in my summer vacation when ALL I do at home is type, eat, type, drink, eat, type, sleep, eat, eat, drink, and sleep. That's how sad I am. Geez. I have no life.
All my friends are away at mono. Some music camp and I was stupid enough to forget my violin in school which is now locked up for good.
Way to build up my own self esteem. Hey, not my fault when most of my close friends are so damn good at everything.
Liam: Soccer /mostly everything else
Sarah: EVERYTHING
Suz: Soccer + Skating
Court: Syncro
May: Hip Hop
Kristen: Soccer
Madi: Soccer
Bree + Mel: Tennis
and...
Kaitai: EVERY SINGLE DAMN THING EVER INVENTED.
#!$%#@%@#&^
And me?
I used to be good at things. Keywords: Used To.
Why can't I have a magic finger that makes me the pro at everything that I touch? You know like that king that turns everything to gold, only I don't around freezing people and turning them into gold.
Actually, that wouldn't be half bad. There's quite a few people I just want to touch.
Whoa. That sounded wrong. But no matter, a little touching wont hurt. :)
How I would love to touch Wes and Veljko... O yes... YES... MORE!!! GIMME MORE!!
But Wes and Veljko are another story that I'm not willing to touch on just yet. But condemn you both if you hurt either Rach or Bree. Well, it's actually a little late for that... Gah... how I wish I can just turn you into statues forever. Actually, scratch that, I'll keep you alive for the sake of Rach and... maybe Bree?
But hey, if everything I touches turns into gold. It wouldn't be half bad. I'll have infinite wealth. And we ALL know what that means!
SHOPPING SPREES!!!
FOOD SPLURGES!!!
and...
ya. that's it.
O how I would love to soak myself in oatmeal (not the instant kind) and let nature do its wonders on my beaten up skin.
It's summer. I don't just want to show skin. I want to show smooth and beautiful skin...
That'll never be mine. =(
O I feel so sad I can cry. Not.
But poor Kaitai, we all know how guys want girls with after shave commercial models with satin like skin. O my poor baby, I'm sorry I can't fulfil your every whim and desire. Here, let me make it up to you.
OOPS.
I think I just turned him into a statue.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
O my poor poor baby!!! What did I do??
I've turned your skin a golden tone.
I've turned your eyes gleaming bright.
I've turned you rock hard.
I've turned you into my personnal property.
Hmm...
Actually, that doesn't sound half bad. Especially the last parts.
Yes, I can see it now. My very own rock hard Kaitai. mmm... Yumm...
MINE... ALLLLLLL MINE!! BACK OFF! HE'S MINE!!
HAHA, just kidding.
or am I?
Throwing you kisses @ 9:51 PM
Restless
10:28a.m.
Home
Sunny
Yellow Tank + Green LaSenza PJs
$230 (69 thongs)
Nothing
Cough 
No one
Only Hope
Make plans
Thinking
High School
Kaitai
