She called me Frankenstein

I knew there's something about that new hand soap in the bathroom. The ingredients in it SMELLED like on of my meds from the doctor a couple years back. Hmmm...

*Glances up from book*

Ah! Bonjour, didn't hear you come in.


So I just heard that Siglap's having their usual study sessions this time of the year. Seeing as how the 'O's are nearby and almost every single student's busting their chops over something like some DNT wood structutre or something, maybe those guys wanna be lumberjacks when they grow up or something.

'Uh... Hey Bob, check out ma new tree trunk. I'm calling it Betty!'

'You dumbass, that's the giant wooden crane replica the kids built!'

And there goes the next generation. Lumberjacks of the future for those poor souls who took DNT. God bless em' all.

...

Nah, I'm kidding.

But yeah, I never really liked DNT back then and I despise it EVEN more now. Wanna know why? You SHOULD by now. If you ain't got no idea why I hate it, you've freshly fucked it up with me.

Anyway, I was spending some quality time with the 360 yesterday or so and I was on a roll, slicing up people here and there. Man, Epic Bad-Assness at work... Until my demon sister started up her damn game called 'Audition'

Now, I REALLY in a million f***in' years have no IDEA why that damn game is so appealing to certain types of people. For those of you guys who don't know what the game's about, it's basically this stupid 3-D game with Japanese girls street-dancing and doing some of the most unbelieveable moves such as spinning around on the ground on your freakin HEAD.

Jesus, can these games get any more stupid?! I lost my fuckin' concentration on my game when that shitload of fuck starts playing it's stupid Techno songs. Punk-ass Michael Jackson wannabes dancing around on screen with secondhand game clothing, will someone out there find the creator of the game and disect him? SLOWLY.

Then I was getting used to the beat in the background and all. You know, I sat back on my chair and eased my mind while watching those poor saps on my screen get sliced when THIS happens:

Sis: *whiny voice* Aaron... Entertain me. I see you in school also never talk.

...

WHO THE FUCK IS AARON?!

Now, see, we've all got siblings, some of us do anyway. Yeah, so when we have younger siblings we look out for them and teach em' some stuff as they go on about our lives, right? Apparently this method failed and my sis, juding from what I've heard, likes this Aaron guy who just so happens to be in Siglap.

I smell blackmail..

Oh my God, i've got so much to say bout this. But I'm not gonna go on and on bout it for now, maybe tomorrow.

Tally-Ho, fellow Mercs!

-Luis-