Friday, November 04, 2005
10 ways to kill my Russian group mate
I have been wanting to plan, to concoct 10 ways to kill my Russian group mate for days. My wrath can purge every single drop of hydrochloric acid from my insatiable stomach and as I puke forcefully at an accurate trajectory, inevitably corroding her beautiful face. But besides the urge to gorge her green eyes out of their sockets, I can't ugh bloody think of any.The third of a series of racist attacks I believe; victimised on easter, was "buk choy" for a day and now to have that Russian sooka free-riding on the group assignment. To think she made ill comments of us not respecting her when my Taiwanese mate was only comfortable in conversing in mandarin, she was fucking copying her phone book off her Siemens!
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Being nocturnal is difficult. Being nocturnal and needing to shut my eyes before I see the sun is more than just difficult. November's nocturne can never be worse for nocturnals like us. I want Daylight saving in Brisbane!!!
fuck at 3:58 PM