I want to dedicate this post to an important part of my life.
Power Kids Church.
thats right PKC.
u see, there are a few sneaky sneakys ahem, who read my blog yea?
and they're from PKC.
Now in PKC I'm usually placid, or unmoving, or uncaring, or un-something else.
So u'd bet some people are dying to know what I think.
Or they're usually placed, unmoving and uncaring as well.
Anyway, not to spoil to mystique of my post, I assume people are literally dying and clawing their faces off with utter wailingness..
Assumingness , is an awesomeness thing.
Now if you're a regular reader, you'd probably guess this post will lead to no good end, or no end at all anyway.
As much as I would like to agree with you.
I will say something today.
I like PKC.
very much.
sometimes PKC doesn't like me
but I think some people does.
So that is good, and bad mmmm yeah.
To people in said department, I obviously love to play the drums.
I do not leave the drums unless said disaster (see New Orleans)
I do not talk much at all.
oh no. Hearing me talk is an anamoly. Hearing me string 5 words or more together is a near miracle.
which is good!
miracles should happen everyday!
If you would to ask me why, I'm just lazy heh heh.
So I like all of you.
If I dislike you then you deserve it.
But I forget it very quickly if you give me a smile.
See?
Hail my awesome self.
and I hence complete my resolution.
I resolve next year to boogie woogie with the factual with the dramatism of my mind.
like thou this indeed no?