Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Well it took you long enough,,,,
So i finally transfered classes today , it went somewhat like this. Sometime during English , Mr Ikuahn(Still blank on the spelling) came to class and was"Can i see zameer?"
In which Daniel of course replied
"Hooo Yoh!Zameer confirm die ready"
In which Mr Ikhuaan(?) replies to me
"Pack your bag and go 3I"
Stunned by this suddeness of this i went.
"Huh?
Now?"
In which he replied
"No no no no, next year, want me stand hear sing song for you until the year passes? I sing well you know?"
So after Daniel goes
"Eh zameer , once you go can never comeback ah."
And Ikhwaun goes
"Now now don't call him a traitorous backstabing betrayer, its not his fault he is a traitorous backstabbing betrayer"
....
And 3I, much to Brynacles displeasure is wayy more me,
So i guess the whole class dilemma thing is finally over, Phew.
Though i do have to prepare for a debate this friday, and Mr Hamilton emailed me all the details except the motion, so yeah.
....
Anw, got a locker today, shared of course, cause one is way too ex to get myself.
So after 15 minutes me and sam figured out how to work the whole lock thing...
76ed home with Thivi,Darius and that sec four indian dude, Naresh or something.
Met Nikki for like 20minutes? Though she was waiting since 3...
Hmmm
Anyway i need to prepare a motionless debate, so i have my work cut out for me.
~Words Of Zameer A Husref~
And i have to confess i agree with you duen, taylor swift is majorly awesome.
Who still hasn't payed me 15, you duen, not taylor...
Signing off @ 1:09 AM
On this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace soubriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona. Voila! In view humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the “vox populi” now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin, van guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honour to meet you and you may call me Zameer Husref. Victorian.2I08.4I10.EX-NAPS. 6/2'06
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