In about 19 minutes.

To my awesome daughter :

I'm under somewhat pressure right now, because I've just recieved news that future Mrs Teo is gonna sleep soon. NAH IM JUST KIDDIN' :D So basically, I've created another blog for some reason. Even though I could use my old blog, http://www.renzzz96z.blogspot.com/ HAHAHA. Nobody would've guessed am I right? Inside joke.

Well, I would've felt no need to say it was an inside joke because obviously the only person to see this is you, Miss Hunky and Charming.

If you were wondering about my blog url, I'd say this. I wanted to use 'awasteofspace' as my blog name, but as expected it was taken. Then.. I thought and thought and thought, guess what. *look at blog url*

Alright so, enough bullshit. Though, saying enough bullshit would mean the end of the whole post doesn't it? Anyway, yeah. I'd probably keep this blog, and change the url later on. This signifies, a new chapter in life. Though, there's not much change in my life. In terms of everything, except love, of course. *cough*

Yeah, so. New chapter. Life, whatever. You'd probably know by now, its hard to change the types of jokes I make. Which can be described in about... three words. Lame.. Inappropriate... and.. Lame. So, okay. I can't really think straight. I've been posed with a task of making someone tickle their own fancy within a time slot of about.. 840 seconds. To think I actually bothered to calculate the time.. ANYWAY.

That leaves me with about 823 seconds as I type, so yes. I realise I'm using a lot (two) of the winekone's terms, which makes me a retard. Which coincidentally, doesn't rhyme with custard, mustard and bastard. And.. for urbandictionarers, lustard.

If you haven't been noticing, none of these paragraphs relate to what I've told you. That I have lots of stuff and jokes I couldn't say out. Because, once these jokes are said. They are, forgotten. By me. Because, its too cold. Too bloody cold.

Its bloody cold¬
Its bloody cold¬
Its bloody cold, its true.¬

Ahh, good times. Go Dead ringers. You know what else is ring-shaped? Onion rings. And, before I go into onion rings, I wasn't saying that the Dead Ringers were, in-fact shaped like a ring. Because.. that'd be weird.. and a freak of nature.

So, onion rings right. They are made of awesome. Because obviously potato is awesome, and holy is cheese. Holy awesome, cheese fries. Remember?

Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
All of the times we had¬¬

Digressing is really a handy way of finding out things to say. Of which is a tactic I am using right now. So, eight minutes to 10.25 where you remind me to get 98 bucks from me lim peh lao peh, lan peh peh. ... I have no idea. LOL.

Yes, so speaking of handy ways. Handy road. Which, is the only place I can go to TO get my phone fixed. I pretty much ranted how much I hated my phone which caused me go through all that bus drama which... is sad.

So, enough of a buses, missus. No, I didn't mean that. I just wanted something to rhyme.. and stuff. Make you laugh. You see, don't play with me. You know, gonna carry on with this post now. Again know and now doesn't rhyme, but let's not waste our time.

I think I literature thhemm pro sial. LOL.

Alright, 5 minutes.

Tune/Turn it up¬
Its five minutes to midnight,
Sing our names (smth like that) in city lights¬

Review post review post review post.... DONE.

Ugh, the post still feels short. But nonetheless, I'll make it up to you. By buying you that.. Subway sandwhich crap. While you treat me to a cookie! I like cookiez. What you wanna treat me is up to your decision..

She's indecisive,
She can't decide.
She keeps on lookin',
from left to right.

That's enough crap. So, hope you've laughed and... bang. Someone died. Made your night. Stop yo fight. Turn off the lights. ... Really. I don't know what I'm saying. kthxbrb.

-Renald