Sunday, July 01, 2007

Too Late?

Yo peony whats up.
School sucks for me but I'm sure you did not think I forgot now did you?
I really don't know if this shit is mandatory or what but Ima doit just not be the party pooper.
Sorry for the delay, Yes I'm that important (not really, school sucks though).


A Available or single — relationships suck!
B BestFriend — My friends are all dead and buried, sometimes I wish the sun would just explode..
C Cake or pie — gur9 e3gaili
D Dance or exercise — I can't dance to save my life..
E Essential Item — Anything that covers the bottom portion of my body.
F Favorite color — Black & White (maybe Gray)..
G Gummy bears or worms — gummy bears! (All the freaking way).
H Home town — Y-City (In Kuwait).
I Indulgence — Kuwait
J January or February — Feb..
K Kids — Have no purpose, they smell like sour milk, and I hate that freaking crusted booger above their lips..
L Life — is a beach..
M Marriage — is another way of castrating a person (if done right)!
N Number of siblings — I got a few
O Oranges or apples — Both!
P Phobias — Invertebrate.
Q Favourite Quote — “If all else fails, go crazy and punch people” - ANON
R Reasons to smile — It's Free? (I usually do it for no reasons)
S Season — Summer!
T Tag 3 people — I Tag nobody
U Unknown fact about me — I'm a real good public speaker.. (I just discovered that!)
V/W Worst habit — Smoking!
X/Y Your favourite Food — Mandi (I've been hanging around a lot of Qatarese lately)..
Z Zodiac — AQUA (whatever valentines is)

My work is done.

4 comments:

1001 Nights said...

Good public speaker?! You're a comedian in hiding! You crack me up :D

(wain a7a99il mandi bilikwait?!)

eshda3wa said...

the sun to explode?

and live in darkness forever

man the thought is depressing!

Naser said...

ziniqua,
Mandi elRayan (Egolon zain) - bs ele gali ba6na emsawena mn 7a9am fa la t7amleni ms3olia in tesamamty.

eshda3wa,
Darkness is much like having no friends. I do have friends but that was a "MAWAL" by billy joe shaver.

Peony said...

school has to suck, or else it wouldnt be called school..

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