Thursday, November 06, 2008
A chickpea leaps almost over the rim of the pot
Have a surprise party organised by my boyfriend:
Other things that I'd like to do include:
where it's being boiled.
"Why are you doing this to me?"
The cook knocks him down with the ladle.
Hey peoples! It's Bling! ~
I was just reading Dewi's post; things to do before you die, 'ey? Well let's see what I have/haven't done...
Cheering up depressed people:
Oh wow, I've done this many times. But the majority of the time, behind those puppy dog, weepy, big eyes, there's a fatass hippopotamus/leech hybrid that pounces on you and squashes you with their problems. Once you sort out their problems, they grin mischievously and take advantage of you and your kindness, seeing you as a mere tool to be used for their benefit. The previous statement is only true for fickel friends, so there are geniune people out there. Unfortunately it's hard to tell the difference so STAY ALERT.
"Don't you try to jump out.
You think I'm torturing you.
I'm giving you flavor, so you can mix with spices and rice
and be the lovely vitality of a human being.
Be a great friend:
I'd like to think that I'm a great friend :) if any of my close friends says otherwise, then that's a whole life of me helping others to get the great friend status gone to waste D:
Remember when you drank rain in the garden. That was for this."
Fall in love:
I was halfway down the road to falling in love, now I'm filled with hate all because of YOU DANTE YOU
OF A
! YOU
HOLE! ARRGHHH!
OF A
! YOU
HOLE! ARRGHHH!Have a first kiss:
I already have. Bad memories.... Tip: don't kiss anyone you're not attracted to. You wont feel anything and it'll scar you for life (especially if the person has green outlined teeth and you've run out of mouthwash).
Eventually the chickpea will say to the cook,
"Boil me some more.
Hit me with the skimming spoon.
I can't do this by myself.
Have the most romantic slow dance:
Still waiting... and I'll probably still be waiting until I'm like 52 knowing my luck.
I'm like an elephant that dreams of gardens
back in Hindustan and doesn't pay attention
to his driver. You're my cook, my driver,
my way into existence. I love your cooking."
Have a surprise party organised by my boyfriend:
That'd be nice. But first I gotta find a guy, one that actually CARES about me
The cook says,
"I was once like you,
fresh from the ground. Then I boiled in time,
and boiled in the body, two fierce boilings.
Other things that I'd like to do include:
*Seeing the Northern or Southern lights
*Buying a mansion
*Being a lady in red for a day
*Getting my hair permanently straightened
*Going to professional photoshoots
*Going to Japan
*Learning how to make pro 3D games
*Becoming knowledgible and wise
Anyway, that'll be all for now. Seeya!
My animal soul grew powerful.
I controlled it with practices,
and boiled some more, and boiled
once beyond that,
and became your teacher." <-Does anybody get this poem btw?
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