don't expect me to read it out to you word by word.
ahh...the taste of beer battered fish
Published on August 22, 2005 By schwarzmeecrob In Life Journals
finally, after enduring a craving for good ol'beer battered fish & chips i made my way down to My Chippys today. the heavenly moment when you pop down that golden brown calorie-laden fish that just days ago was swimming as a free creature in the ocean...oooohhhh. ok it ain't super fantastic but its the closest you can get to authentic fhish & chips here. hey, they even play brit music! so i mised school again on the not-so-valid but accepted excuse that they were just gonna do some lame activity in the park and yours truly ddn't wanna be embarrassed along with those teens. rather boring day i must say, the usual wake-sleep-wake-tv-net-food-sleep routine that has been going on for the past decade or so. anyway, today i was busy sending forth emails to ucla, uc berkeley, nyu, u chicago and usc to see if they accepted diplomas as valid entry certification. now i just have to wait patiently ... if they do..woohoo! good bye stinkin uniforms, hello polytechnic! or i could just make my way down under for a tete a tete with the g8 if i meet the mark..
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