'was it the lying or his pride that brought him down?'
i love this song.
anyway, i'm starting to wonder why all phones want me to smash them with a large gold brick. this nokia i have now was obviously not designed for heavy-duty texting. 700 texts in two days and the keypad is starting to crap out. if it was my computer keyboard, m tping woud lok like ths. it's quite annoying, because after i write a message i have to go back through it and spell check it, because there is a 95% chance it's buggered somehow.
and using a british term there reminded me that i got the complete first season of the office (british version!) from the library. free. i love working there, i do.
gareth: you're very immature
tim: i'm not
'gareth's phone rings'
gareth: gareth keenan
tim: (over phone) cock!
i love british humour.
so, school starts in less than a week. as a matter of fact, i go on tuesday to get my picture taken. it has sunk in- grade 11 isn't just approaching, grade 11 is here.
this could get interesting.
on a side note, please check out my writing blog- 116amstories.blogspot.com
-brett
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