I had a bottle of beer at the bar, the background music was saddening, it got me into the mood. Yet, I'm all smiling at the fact I was cheated. JC added on that he saw them and he was kind of sure about them having an affair. I was distracted by the thought of Joel & CL.
I told him the bicycle seat was too high, I can't reach the floor, but I insisted taking it anyway. Not realizing the bicycle was highly "driftable" and before I can make an accurate turn, I drifted across the rough pavement on my body. I was not traumatize at the accident, I put on a smile and bear the pain. I dare not scream, I was afraid I will cry for him. I must be strong.
Sorry guys to make you worry about me. I was in too much pain over my wounds than to concentrate in the conversation. Pardon me okay? =)
JC, who doesn't open their mouth and sleep in bus? We're very tired! At least, we don't fart openly like you, so gross! You drool too. Oh my god!
Thanks for inviting me to the BBQ, I paid for my share and ate under the watchful eyes of others. I didn't starve my already weak body. Yes, that fat guy, he shouldn't play district. We fight with him over Risk! Alliance, please!
Time to dress up my wound. OUCH! OUCH! OUCH!
