i lift my eyes to the hill
where does my help comes from?
my help comes from the lord
maker of heaven and earth
yet another day has whizzed by. and to make things worst. a saturday, a weekend. however, more then just the groaning, service was powerpact. today the band sounded so so good. in the morning practise, seriously, it sucked. morning illness probably. everyone was just getting by the songs lousily. then when the practise at 430 came. wow. complete change. everyone sounded so good, everyone was insane. service was the bomb of the bombs. i was going mind blowing on the guitar, with all the peddles and the golden ibanez guitar, i was close to breaking all 6 strings. haha.
and all the praise goes up to you
i'm just brought back to what happened during recess yesterday. i fell off the canteen chair! can u imagine? more then just the literally physical pain in the butt, the embarrasment it caused me. there's a reason behind the falling. not that im such a moron who do not know how to sit properly. well i fell because i was laughing like crazy. marcus dared nicholas to place his hand on this brownish vommitty looking liquid with solid substance in it.. yucks!! its not milo! i think its vomit. marcus dared him two bucks. guess what. he did it. he place his hand on it, wipe it around the table for 15 seconds. oh my daddy!! it stinked! gruesome sight. laughter accompanied with disgust filled the canteen. this is which the reason why i fell. but despite landing on my butt, i was still laughing at the massive sight of cleaning of the *vomitty liquid by maid nicholas. this comedy was viewed by the whole canteen! this means many saw the great fall of ben. how embarrasing!
*-ben face turns red-*
moving on, to the implementation of the slope hairstyle.
well, the school got it, hard on their backside.
parents were calling in, complaining to the school about the disfiguring of their children.
some even went to the extent of almost writing to the newspaper.
i really think that the school made a mistake in this, a big one.
freedom service tml.
I AM NOT GONNA BE LATE.
by hook or toot,
im getting my ass there.
where the spirit of the lord is,
there is freedom.
when you are tired and you're hungry,
there is freedom.
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