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Thursday, August 12
mr T
quote from mr T, my lit teacher :
"indians are always dark. they're dark when they're born, they're dark when they're angry, they're dark when they're happy, they're dark when they get sunburnt, they're dark when they're sick, they're dark when they die.
ang mohs, on the other hand, are white when they're born, purple when they're angry, red when they do sports, green when they;re jealous, yellow when they're sick, blue when they hold their breath, and grey when they die.
..and they call us coloured people."
hahaha! he's an indian btw, so nothing racist. hahaha. he's just like super ultra funny. i was giggling all the way thru lit. ok here's another quote :
"can you tell me the meaning of an oxymoron? no, not the person beside you, shes just a basic moron.."
wa.. cannot win rite? hahah. sheesh. =)
well i just read someone's blog. can't believe its been a month. hrm. its just so weird to be suddenly cut off from someone.. things left dangling are never easy to tidy back i suppose. sigh. but you're right, i'm not worth it.
and sorry bout the shoes.