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Saturday, October 18, 2008

HAVE YOU EVER HAD A PIG AS YOUR CLASSMATE? - by FIVE

The answer is YES!

Yes! I've had the pig as my classmate! Technically speaking, the pig is neither a he nor a she as it elaborated earlier, and so, we shall call the pig by the name Oink. Oink is a very obnoxious pig who only thinks of himself. He also dislikes the people who have the ability to outsmart him, and that group is a large bunch, since he's not that smart, so he dislikes a large bunch of people... He is also very random and can appear at any moment to either:

  • give a compliment to you about having a grade higher than him; or
  • pull your hair and bug you to no end (even though you keep on cursing him; just like I did)
  • and if you're lucky, he'll do the both of those to you... (sarcasm intended)

    And the thing is, even though you keep on insulting him, he still can't become angry at you. Call him a pig and he'll flash a toothy grin (more like a killer smile, literally!) and will yet again find another victim to bug. He really is a strange pig...

    Signing off... ;)

    'Lovin' you always is like a dream come true,
    and someday I hope to become a part of you.
    But until that day comes,
    I will pray that one day,
    you will love me in the same way'


    ~Five~


    the time is 4:29 PM

    • Friday, October 17, 2008

    Have you ever had a pig as your classmate?

    Answer: YES!

    Five chose this topic. Mainly because of a certain someone in school who we consider as a pig.
    Sorry but it's not what you're thinking of. Let's give him the name of Oink.(I don't like to mention names :] )
    Oink is a really hateful person. Let me describe him to you:

    • Oink is not a boy nor a girl. He carries a body of a boy but embodies the traits, mentality and actions of a girl. For short he's gay.
    • We don't hate Oink because of being gay. Oink pulled someone's hair and that someone cursed him but he still didn't stop pulling that someone's hair.
    • Oink looks like a Pig though. Fat is really a part of him. He eats slowly like a finesse lady but still is fat.
    • He really annoys the crap out of EVERYONE. When I mean everyone, there's no exception.
    I wouldn't say too much about him. It makes me puke!

    You wouldn't, really trust me, wouldn't like to have him as a classmate.
    When you see him, he makes the clouds turn gray and makes the sun hide behind the clouds because of his FACE!

    Joking!

    Signing off >.<

    "You’re out of my reach.
    Face it, it’s true.
    Still, here I am wishing for you."

    It :)

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