“Bambi...I didn’t know you could fly...” “Bird.”

Hello my peeps.

Today, training was cancelled due to the fact that Coach Kenny had exams. Apparently, he’s in NUS. If he made it in, I’m pretty sure I can get a degree as well by... Oh say... Next Tuesday? And perhaps complete a course in Medicine 4 times over, and earn millions of dollars over the span of a couple of hours. But seriously, how can someone like him make it to NUS???

That aside, I have discovered something on YouTube.

LEEEEEEEROYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY JJJJENKIIIINNNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You know what I hate? I hate fruit pulp. Especially the one in Sunkist Orange juice. So far, Sunkist makes the best bottled orange juice ever, its somewhat an elixir, one that always puts a smile on my face and makes my body secrete happy hormones like Hell (endorphins, I think). But alas, the whole thing is ruined by some fucking pieces of sick floating shit called pulp.

Look at it this way, pulp is like the pubic hair of juice. No one fucking needs it in the way.

I hope this entry has brought you fathoms of knowledge and given all of you erections. If you are incapable of getting an erection because you lack a penis, then I hope you will soon grow one and get a hard on when you read this post.

I cast an erection spell on you.

Pew pew pew.