(Sunday, March 20, 2005)
alcohol got the best of me last night. got hyper-active, jumped around like my feet's on fire, in order to put it off, frequent body movement is unavoidable. one of the best moment of the night was when i try to hoola a police car to gimme a ride down the hill. i guess it was a smart thing to do at that point of time. i still think it was a very bright idea till now. the siren lights must have attracted me, i was also hoping for the policewomen in uniforms. they didn't stop. after that i jumped into the middle of the road to stop a van. flesh and blood versus steel, human versus machine. after all i'm supreme, machines must bow down on me.van managed to brake in time. zoe and steph and mun and mun's friend thought i was a goner. i was. and it only took me 3 mugs of beer. how pathetic. prodigy kicked ass, more like swept me off my feet. renault is the best racing team ever.
7:53 PM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic
