A fishy conspirancy is brewing between my parents right in my very home. Right under my very nose.
I don't like the sound, rather, the smell of it because it's fishy. And, seriously. I can't even believe they are doing this.
oh. And the best part? They think I'm clueless to what's going on. Seriously. I don't even know whether to laugh or grimace... in amusement.
Thanks for the compliments. really. It's taken quite a while.
7 comments:
ADE!
i miss you lahhhhs. you know, in general .. over @ qbc.
anyways you twirp.
blog's changed to LJ already.
er. think it's livejournal.com/~sweitan.
school's yugh.
et tu brute?
that's what i think of when i hear of conspiracies!
so what is this fishy business?
WASSUP YOOOOOOO.
tagged, as youve requested.
HAHA.
-wonka!
WASSUP YOOOOOOO.
tagged, as youve requested.
HAHA.
-wonka!
haha...
One of those traditional Chinese families, where parents attempt to matchmake their daughters to some rich man's son is the first image that comes to my mind. =)
matchmaking again? didn't they start doing that two years ago or something?
Haha... if 'twas my brother, it would be duriany, not fishy.
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