oww fck you !!

damn motherbitch tooth!! hurting me like hell. damn, nigger. hurts lah.. someone gimme pain killer awleady... for my sore.. toot? sore teet? teet? toot? teet toot lah!!

gah ok. wednesday night was carol and ivans 17th bday party! at carols house.. out at woop woop, past the black stump, out back in the out back.. 200m from ayers rock.. ROWVILLE. bahahah aww you rowville people get so much crap for where you live. anyway twas a gay old time. i mean good. yeah was fun! good to see everyone after not seeing them everday for a little while. umm.. had a junk food kinda splurge that day.. after trying to eat healthy for my holidays. hehe.. OOH! i arrived and carol said i smelled like a singapore taxi. hahha good or bad? i dunno la. anyway soon enough i was smelling even more singapore cause i was barbecueing the SATAYS!! mmmm nick the satay man.

katrina called me a malay last year when we were in china. cause i wore my white school shirt with 3/4 pants and hotel slipper/thong things. HAHAHA I REALLY DO LOOK MALAY OMG. ok anyway. i really really need to work on my detailed study. so scared. only like. 1 and a half weeks!!!!!!!! GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SHIT. judgement day.

ok i guess thats kinda it for now. here are some photos from the party.. others on my msn space

cant see tiens face! and dunno what ishan and anik are doing down the front there.. ishan is like possessed and anik is doing some homosexual gangster pose. curries. pft. HAHA jkjk DONT HURT ME C-UNIT lol


ishan, me and joyce in an.. interesting pose. you can see me cracking up.. yet still holding my eloquent cambodian pose - genius. =P


kathleen and i

birthday people! carol and ivannn!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEARS.

ok thats its for now. see yall next time. gnite!

3 days till september's over. wake me up soon.

so today i went present shopping with tien, agnes, kathleen and joyce. well. tien and agnes for the most part.. but anyway. got some lovely gifts for our friends carolyn and ivan. my legs hurt now. did a lot of walking before going shopping. havent spent money in a while. not as much as i did today anyway. makes me feel bad lol. WANT MORE MONEY.

ok anyway. mini fish finger roll thing from bread top is nice. kinda like a fillet-o-fish from maccas. but smaller. and laden with calories hohoho. guess i ate too much fatty crap today. splurge day. thats what i shall call it. now to cut back on fats more. and low carb. and high protein. PROTEIN. *GRUNT*

mmm ze proh-teen builtz ze musclez, ja? und ze protein pillz, ja? zey make ze vimen grow ze beards ja? like in east germany olympic teamen!! JA.

haha okay. this has happened to me many times.. but it seems to be happening more often lately. i see a girl from behind. and she looks awesome. her hair (we all know how much nick loves the hair) is really nice.. straight and cut nice.. and shes got curves in all the right places.. and the peaches (hohoho we know how nick loves them peaches) are JUST LOVELY. AND THEN..

nick thinking to himself: *turn around turn around*

- GIRL TURNS AROUND -

nick: OMFG TURN BACK AROUND TURN BACK AROUND!!

wahhhhhh its so bad man. and i just casually turn my head away. just like nothing ever happened. crafty devil. and yeah. lol my dad is sitting on the comp right next to me. and here i am talking about peaches and curves.

must dash poppets.

good nite all.

no title today

Some day, when I'm awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you...
And the way you look tonight.

Oh frank sinatra you devil.. that song is so cool. just makes you wanna get up and slow dance. nice and slow. with that special someone. what a lovely thought.

...just thinking ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooof youuuuuuuuuuuu
and the waaay you look
..tonighttt =]

maybe ill dream about that tonight. dream dream dream.

its all a drEeEeEeEeaAaAaAmMmMm

*wavy hand motions*

BYE!

his chest heaves with the weight of..

..what? i dont know. gah really must try to stop getting into these emotional lows. went to temple today. spent half the day playing snake on mobile. cleaning up. carrying food. performing my religious duties.

now listening to some lovely chillaxing music. it always seems chillaxing music is about something sad.. doesnt help you feel better.. just kinda keeps you where you are.. but it touches you. the music. touches you. its amazing how it can do that. carefully placed sounds and a smooth voice.. and some words. thats all it is. and yet it can make you feel. sigh.

my heart has a hole in it..

... in the shape of you.

aww. why must life confuse us so? i despise thee so. and yet i have no desire to die. i just wish everything could be perfect. what a dreamer i am. the lovers, the dreamers and me. hopefully it will be better tomorrow.

tomorrow.

what the holy fck.

read the comment on my last post:

Anonymous said...
Hi, I was browsing the Web and came accross your site. I am pretty new to blogging and everything but it seems pretty fun. I have a site about cash for structured settlements that I just started last week. Well, I just wanted to comment and say you have a neat blog. keep it up and have fun blogging!

YOU SHAMELESS BITCH MTHERFCK. sif advertise your gay ass site on MY blog. thats like maccas opening in my living room. or a bloody nigger offering shoe polishes in my bathroom. advertise elsewhere spammer.

"Hi, I was browsing the Web and came accross your site. I am pretty new to this whole science thing, but i just happen to have a site about APPLIED QUANTUM PHYSICS AND THERMODYNAMICS that i just started last week. I shall now just say that your blog is *neat* so that you think im a lovely person and you will follow the link to my site and make me feel better about myself because someone came to my piece of shit that i made about cash and structured settlements like who the fck cares."

stop shoving your shit around here mate.

anyway.. moving past the randoms.

yesterday i found this sound clip on the net:
http://blog.kvpug.org/photos/starwarshokkien.mp3

its STAR WARS. IN HOKKIEN. BAHAHAH well only like a few lines.. but still.. pretty cool
quite funny if you understand hokkien. not funny if you dont.

the part i understood was when luke was like 'ahhhh my handdd' and darth vader was like 'luke. i am your father' and then luke said 'not possible! my father is deaaaaaaaad' lol.

i wanna make a cambo version. HAHAHA

or a teochew version.

anyway. dont advertise your shit on here. thats just low. low as the woman who sends her husband an sms wanting a divorce. low as barry whites sexy mofo voice. low as the prices at big w. low low prices. everyday. theres some sarcasm for all you who didnt get it.

gnite all.

gargh

so i deleted that mid autumn post because it just wouldnt get in the right order. geez. feng shui now good again lol.

still hardly done any hw. SHIT NIGGER. im more screwed than an escaped cotton picking negro. onlly did like 4 questions from methods. damn hell crap. so laaazy. i must do some tomorrow. no time on weekend. no time.. no time.. wish i could just be more intelligent so i wouldnt have to do all this shit. or i could just knock it all off in one day.

anyway. going on again arent i. wonder how long it takes for the tram to leave my house and get to city? too long i bet. i dunno.

if you want to lose weight: drink water when youre hungry. stay off the solids, tubby.

the dumplings can only be SWEET if you boil them with PARSNIP.
if marshmallow and cheese had a child it would be marsheese. i wonder what it would taste like.
mmm. sheesey.
aborigines and bananas jumping on a hot tin roof with sausages in their pants is cool
do you think if i sprinkled salt on a butterfly, it would explode?

random comments inspired by vicky. im not laughing at them though. maybe its cause i made them up. well most of them. ok some. not feeling random anymore.

good nite all.

grrrr

not happy BLOGGERDOTCOM. my blog is not in chronological order. LOOK. down. mooncake thread comes BEFORE the stuff i said about wasting my day. youre ruining the balance. the universe is out of harmony now.

THINK ABOUT THE FENG SHUI OF MY PAGE. how will the positive qi from the north flow through it now? have to get the fung sui lo back here to readjust it all now. hahaha. *feng shway mate, feng shway*

did you know disneyland hk was built using guidance from feng shui masters? like where to put the water and where to make curves in the road and stuff.. thats pretty cool i reckon. just another piece of trivia for yall.

okay that about does it for today. just thinking about what a terrorist attack would be like in melbourne. scary. flinders looks a bit like a mosque though.. itd be nice if they bombed federation square.. get rid of that eyesore. lol.

alright enough. good night!

another day wasted

i procrastinate so freakin much.

beginning of day: yeah okay nick. today do some methods hw. yep.

end of the day: fck.

hahaha. now i have nothing really to type about today. hows soul tb mtherfckers? tee hee. jk. dont bash me up. sexy tbs. WAKkakakKAKakARSHHZzh!~!~!~!!!one.

ok um. mtv music awards were pretty shit. they just edited out lots of bits i reckon. to make it fit into 1.5 hrs. channel ten. garhh. I FEEL STUPID. and lazy. and fat. mmmm. not good. need a boost. boooooooooooooooost. okay rambling again nick. old man.

think im just wasting my time. yet again. thank you for listening.

good nite =]

shouldnt it feel more.. happy?

so today is the last day of term 3. omfg already. it was only the other day i started bloody year 7 mate. and now ive almost finished 13 years of mandatory education. waaaaaaah sehhhh.

okay um.. i should feel happier that its the end.. but im feeling more tired. and fat. should go for a run every morning these holidays. shape up lord fatty. hehe. what else to say.. i think about writing lots of interesting stuff during the day and then i forget it all.. but anyway.. pretty shitty day. failed general test mereckons. and.. didnt finish my english sac cause teacher didnt leave it for me to finish.. pft thats her fault. and..

ENOUGH. no more fckn school talk. DANCE. DANCE I SAY. on the GRAVE OF EDUCATION. bahaha. got so much work to do in holidays its not funny. thats a stupid saying by the way. if you had a little bit.. would it be funny? of course not. only a moron would laugh at that. *ha ha i have holiday homework* ... how is that funny .

anyway heres some random things:

the other day it was raining and i saw this old lady (with her pants half way up her chest as we often see in oldies) with a BAG ON HER HEAD. BAHAHHAHA. i was like W-T-F MATE. it was like a plastic coles bag covering her hair. and it was windy so this wind was filling up the bag making the lady look like a big freakish chicken. being the kind person i am i have illustrated this below:

ahahahahha please to be noting the wonderful dress i drew on in place of the high pants. i guess it looks more like the lady is doing the macarena or doing some sexual modelling than walking. and more like a nappy on her head than a plastic bag. but i hope you get it. the wind blowing onto and into the plastic bag. priceless.

uhh what else. a bird shitting on carol? ahha aww poor dear. GO BUY LOTTO. omg apparently this is the THIRD time its happened? carol is one lucky lady =P POWERBALL.

random thing this week #3 :

imesha: nickkkk.. do you remember when you had hayfever? (the day after nick has hayfever)
nick: ..yeah..?
imesha: *rubs nicks arms* awwwwwww!!
nick: umm. *smile*

i dont really remember anything else from this week right now.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER NARY!! sorry we all forgot. lol. well we REMEMBERED but forgot on the same day.. sorry =[

and to my dear lady emily.. i miss talking to you ever so much !! it seems like an aeon since we last spoke.. and now i find that your computing device is broked. NOO. im still up for borders if you are.. lost in the books and cds.. mmmmmm. i heard that the hottest place in victoria today was LAVERTON at 17 degrees. what yall doin over there me lady? lol.

till next we meet dear readers,

adieu

14/9/05

anything special about today? i dont think so. except that tomorrow is CHINA TOUR 2004 ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY. yay lol. we should have another reunion. somewhere. lets all rock up at chris's house and hope he has meat for a bbq hahaha.

anyway. holidays coming. this week is so full of assesment shit its just so gay. its taking it all out of me. i just want to sleeeeeeep. forever. hmm. today i was writing a travel article for english sac. omfg its the biggest load of bullshit ive dished up for english this entire year. ill be happy if i get an A for it. its all this crap about cambodia hahaha its so boring. but i didnt know what else to write about so whatever. hopefully wont screw up my marks too much. english is the only subject im holding an a+ average in i think. and thats probably because my teacher is an easy marker.

in other news. my new name is stitch face. bahahha. *i shall call you.. stitch face.* homer is hilarious.

flanders: *OOH looks like someones having a revelations meeting!*
homer: no no. this is a meeting of gay witches for abortion, flanders. now go away.

HAHAhah okay. i would post a picture of the box of cheerios i got in the mail up here, but i havent taken one. haha i got a tub of play dough too! cheerios actually taste alright. the americans are taking over even more. welcome to our new yankee overlords.

gooooooood night dearies

tis the season..

to get fckn hayfever. garhhhhh. yesterday i was like KILL ME NOW I WANT TO DIE. today i was also like that but to a lesser extent. watery, heavy eyes. runny nose. sneezing. claramax kinda helps. but kinda doesnt. YEEEEEE i hate this crap. i havent had hayfever in aaaaaages. not even in spring. this sucks balls.

made me lose concentration in damn mam applications. fck. mgm analysis tomorrow. gonna dieeee. so stupid. i just want to run away. run away... run away with me. just get away from all of this shit. sometimes i just want the institution that is school to burn down. JUST BURN. and ill be there. laughing so hard that my tampon will fall out. uhhhh that is.. haha i heard it on tv okay? when a butch lesbian says it its even more hilarious =]

yeah remember how i said id have some nick time now that my sisters on camp? ive only been spending it sleeping so far. damn HAYFEVER SICKNESS MOTHER BITCH. it hurts to wipe my nose. GAHHHHHHHHh.

okay. to everyone: sorry if i have been at all hostile or seemed pissed or anything to you these past few days. this hayfever shit has made me all angry and bitter. i try to be nice and i think i have been for the most part. but if you have felt that ive been a shit nigger to you or anything. then im really sorry. please accept.

good night

the post after the last post.

um today went to work as usual. yeah. interesting? eh. tired now. headache. next week is mid autumn festival. moon cake oh yeah. restrict myself. mooncake = oil + fat + egg yolk = cholesterol = die early = damn.

james is going to die early. he would rather die early than love long like me. so he can just stuff his face with korean ice cream waffles and get a heart attack and die. hahaha. then every year i will burn korean ice cream waffles for him so he can eat them in heaven. or hell. bahaha.

anyway. uhhhhhh. feeling tired. yeahhhhhh.. i wanna see that kayser brazilian ad again dammit. sooo hot gah. those peaches drive me crazy. brazilians. oh lord thank you kayser.

okay i think thats it. not much point to this blog. feeling scared about detailed study again. what if i cant answer? shit damn hell crap. starting to feel bitter again. this afternoon my mum was cleaning the bathroom and yelling at me at the same time for having such a dirty bathroom. i cbf and just walked away so she was yelling at herself. sometimes i just cant take that shit. so i just walk away. i should do it more often. it solves everything. just walk away.

in other news my sister is going on camp next week. joy joy joy. quietness. nick time. oh yeah. dont take that the wrong way you dirty sluts. i just need some time by myself. that will be so good.

time to go. once again wrapping up another pointless blog. maybe one day ill look back on the chronicles of nick and remember what it was like to be a teenager. how interesting.

nite yall.

dirty dancing

my mum just asked my sister if she was watching *dirty dancing* (the movie) hahahah. oh dear. my YOUNGER sister. just cause my sister likes dancing. i dont think my mum quite gets what the movie is about? then again i could be wrong.. bc she knows what *hot* and *pash* means. like in the way that we would use it. eep.
and then my dads like *excuse me! i dont like dirty. i like clean dancing!* double oh dear. my family is so weird sometimes.

update # 133 i think

havent blogged in a little while. well what is there to say. still under large amounts of stress although im not really feeling it. I should be. I should be running up and down pulling my hair out but im not. not right now anyway.

so. haven’t done much hw these last few days. been telling myself I would and I end up falling asleep and waking up at 2am. then I have a shower and go to sleep. hehe yes a shower at 2am before waking up at 6.30am and having another one. I know its crazy isn’t it. but I cant sleep feeling dirty. hohoho. like physically dirty. hahaha not the other kind.. okay.

um Wednesday night went to school production ‘my one and only’ oh yes. quite alright I think. I still want my 13 bucks back but that’s just me. was tired so only half paid attention. BA BADAP BA BADA. that tunes stuck in my head. the accents were so inconsistent. one word has an American twang and the next has an aussie one. that made it stupid. like they were expats or something. sif aussie expats in America in the 1920s. pfft. and that prince nicky guy. hes supposed to be from spain or whatever and his accent moves between Mexican and curry. BAHAHA. he was still hilarious though. but yeah. some parts were a bit boring. lots of tap dancing though. getting the girls hyped up over learning it. PLEASE. I got over it 13 years ago when I saw the latino guy and big bird tap dancing in sesame st.

when I got bored I ate my mini mooncake. hahaha. yum. shaped like HELLO KITTY. pineapple flavoured. mmmmm. yah.. what else. was supposed to do methods hw last night. fell asleep yet again. garh have to stop doing that.

OH. have to read a book for English assignment. apparently its about this ladys mum who was so ashamed of being aboriginal she told her kids they were CURRY. BAHAHAHAH. omg. the teacher said that and I was just like *he he he… BAHAHAHAHAHHAHA* and everyone was looking at me and im like what? sorry! but.. INDIAN!! BAHAHA!! hehe yeah that was funny. its just so ridiculously hilarious and it’s a true story too.

so anyway I guess that’s it. a recap of my boring life as usual. I feel like more slow songs. I feel like a slow dance. dunno why. just like a really slow dance to a nice ballad. perhaps my lady can come to me in my dreams again and we can dance together. beneath falling cherry blossoms and a full moon. oh here we go again lol. nick has gone into die hard romantic mode once again. *drifts away*

bogans and weirdos

today after school had no one to bum around with cause tien and lisa were away so i went to the station with joyce and ruth but they went home early and then ling peng went home early too so i was like oh joy. lets go get me some food.

i knew it was bad for me but garh i cbf arguing fat philosophy with myself so off i went to the somewhat overpriced convenience store on the corner. pringles i got. mini sour cream and chives pringles. or whatever the hell the green one is. yeah so that wasted maybe 5 minutes of the half an hour i needed to drain away while waiting for the bloody rowville slut mobile. so i just sat there at the bus stop eating my pringles and staring at the world. then i saw 3 bogans walk past. oh my lord how bogany they were.

OKAY. im not just talking about some white people here. like i might just call random white people bogans. but seriously. these people were white trash. like think of kath and kim. then multiply that by 10. omfg. NO. THINK ABOUT SHEZZA AND DEZZA from PIZZA. ratty dirty hair. beanies. singlets. thongs. 5 kids with 5 different fathers. you know what i mean.

THESE PEOPLE WERE BOGAN LIKE THAT. like CENTRE LINK BOGAN. omg. beer can in one hand, fag in the other. literally. and their lovely brown yellow teeth. mmm attractive. and their oh-so-stylish op shop 80s fashions. 2 females and a male. walking past me swearing their bloody heads off. fck this and fck him and what not. in that *byootaful ostrayan ack-sint* oh please. get some standards you low lives. i mean i swear... but not like you do. i control myself bloody hell. lol anyway. they went past and i could still hear them talking and swearing and crap. then later the guy comes back to the bus shelter im squatting in (heheh) and sits down and starts smoking in my face. so i get up and walk away. dickhead.

and so i move on to the next bus shelter. theres usually a bin next to this one. but today i find a pile of hard molten plastic on the ground. with a metal ring on top - the bin ring thing. some dickhead burnt the bloody rubbish bin to the ground. it looked like the green plastic thing that bart made when he burnt down the simpsons's christmas tree. anyway. this weirdo whos like maybe 20 something.. but with a mental problem.. squats down and looks at the melted crap. starts kicking it. bits of plastic bin flying everywhere. they hit me. i turn and grease the retard. he looks at me and stops. then starts again. and then this guy comes from somewhere and asks me if this is the right bus and im like yeah. and then this OTHER retarded old guy with a speech impediment near me goes *YEAH THITH ITH THE RIGHT BUTHH. IT GOETHH TO NUNAWADING. ITH THAT WHERE YOU WANNA GO? NUNAWADING?* and im sitting there thinking oh my lord what the hell is going on. im sitting here surrounded by morons retards and bogans. and then their bus came and they all disappeared and im like oh fckn finally.

bogans gone to centrelink in springy, retards gone home. good. excellent. now i can wait for the slut mobile in peace. then it came. went to tuition. came home. ate left overs. need to study for mgm analysis. mam analysis today was a bitch. pondering over what will become of me and my maths. 48/50 for bio test. doing reasonably okay in chem. good science. bad maths. dammit. GARH. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME. so confused. befuddled. stupified. and tired. need sleep. but need study. the conflicts of the teenage life.

I JUST WANT TO HIT SOMEONE. LIKE A BOGAN. that would relieve my fckn stress. GARHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH BASH BASH BASH. die die die you evil bastard. then i can claim your centre link welfare. bahahah. NOOOOO I REALLY WANT SOMETHING TO DIE. ARH. ok. maybe i shoudl just go calm down.

which is what i shall do now. GARH. sorry. random angry outburst.

peace be with yall. cause is certainly aint with me right now.
BYE!

happy fathers day

yes. today was fathers day. i told myself i was gonna get something for my dad but i ran out of time lol. and i think i forgot my pin number. gonna try it tomorrow and hopefully not get my card taken by the atm. anyway.

went to yum cha this morning at golden pebble... that chinese hotel slash restaurant place along stud rd. its actually very good. service is good. clean place. very excellently good. oh yeah and the food haha. good variety. pot stickers. mmmm. and dau fu fa. yay. and their har gao are huge man. and their fung jau are good too. okay enough. after yum cha i feel fat but satisfied. but gonna get fat. nooo. so OILY. drank lots of tea though. so hopefully what they say about tea's *fat washing* properties is true. PLEASE BE TRUE. lol. lots of aussies there for fathers day. haha and the waiter asked if we wanted forks or spoons. *are chopsticks okay? need any fork or spoon?* and im like *mm sai mm sai* and hes like *ohh okay.* hehe woot!! nicks canto skills are 1337!! hahah sif. i wish they were better. anyway enough of that.

after that went to the asian grocery place near there and got some dried fish. mmm frozen trey ngeat all the way from cambodia. saw the owners daughter there. she looked alright lol. and can speak teochiu as well. excellent. hohoho nick. always on the lookout damn perverty pervert.

yah after that came home. did methods practice analysis test. twas quite alright. did it in 55 mins which is okay considering a period is 50 mins long. hopefully tomorrows is as easy as last years. OH! haha talked to my grandpa on the phone before and i was like *happy fathers day gong!* and hes like *yeah! today happy gong day!* bahahha my grandpa is hilarious.

okay must go study some more. combinatorics uh oh. permutations. combinations. nick is not having celebrations. yes what a poet i am. going to go now.

byeeeeee

ooooooh

i was going to write a lovely post about nothing in particular again but now im too tired. possibly my shortest post ever in the history of my blog.

good night =]

stereotypes and refugees.

gagagahh. chem test!! study study study. taking a break for now. umm.. some interesting stereotypes which are kinda true:

You know you’re cambo if:
- youre not really full until you’ve had your rice
- you don’t really want to tell other people what prahok is
- your parents hate viets
- karaoke is mum and dads number one past time
- you eat kfc and charcoal chicken with rice

You know youre teochiu if:
- you have a hard time explaining to others where youre from (im chinese.. but not mandarin.. and not Cantonese.. and my parents aren’t from china.. but I was born here..)
- you love mue!
- you communicate with your parents in 3 or 4 languages
- you’ve been hit with thongs, chopsticks, rulers, feather dusters…
- your parents/grandparents have heaps of crazy refugee stories about wars in SE asia and old china

haha okay stop now. speaking of crazy refugee stories.. my mum was telling me some after dinner tonight. hahaha she went to her ‘khmer women’s group’ or *khmae voo-min grrrup* as she calls it and they were talking about funny stories when they first arrived in aus/nz from Cambodia.

one woman went to a vet for some reason and got introduced to a lady called ‘katrina’ and she was like *sorry? cat.. trainer?* hahahaah

another woman had a taste of salami when she first came and she really liked it. so she went shopping with her mother in law one day and the mother in law is like

*look! salami! and its so cheap! only 50c!! AND ITS SO BIG TOO!! BUY IT.*
lady: ooooh.. but look! its got pictures of dogs and cats on it.. maybe its just animal food?
mother in law: nah.. its just decoration! buy it! its so cheap!!
lady: fills her trolley half full with pet food

HAHAHA and they get home and taste it and its like *hmmm.. this doesn’t taste like salami? and its got bits of bones in it! eww what is this?* BAHAHAH omg. and then they showed their sponsor and she told them what it was lol. i love refugee stories. it shows you what happens if youre taken somewhere that youre completely unfamiliar with.. very interesting human interest stories.

speaking of language difficulties. when my grandma first came to nz she caught the bus to go from home to work at the factory. and one day she didn’t bring any money and the conductor asked for her ticket and she just yelled at him *NO SPIK INGLEES!!* and the guy just shrugged and walked away. HAHAHA GO AH MA!! my grandparents and all their stories are so hilarious.

anyway. I think that’s enough for now. maybe ill have some more refugee stories another time lol. if I can remember any. BYE!