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im sure you all have heard of the terrorist that escaped frm whitley detention centre...
well. i was told on like mon(was it monday?) night that some moron escaped from some
prison-like place which is guarded by some even bigger morons.
(i mean he got out when he was taking a leak. like WTF!)

so anyway. the next day, on the way to sch, my dad called me and
told me what i already found out.
and to be careful... blahblahblahblah(i sorta tuned out) etc etc.
and i said ok and went back to my mp3.

so when i got to school, i like say the whole edge of the road lined with
armed personal. SAF, police guys clad in uniforms, kevlar and everything.
now, thats when i got the heebie jeebies. cause when i looked closer,
all were carrying this like baton-like torchlight.
which i assume is made of aluminium cause they were holding it,
like they wanted to mash someone's brains with it... a
nd like about every 3 guys, one was carrying a 9mm pistol
(how i know? the damn thing's so small... what do you think?) with live-rounds...
like duh. the friggin guy's a TERRORIST.

only then, did i understand how serriioous the whole thing was.
heeeebie jeeebies...
but i was like pretty consoled by the fact that there were like so many
armed guys around,
and if that terrorist dude jumps out, with a coconut and threatens to throw it at someone,
they will resist the temptation to laugh till their nuts drop, but instead jump on him
and whack him with those cool hammer/torchlight things they carry.

so i walked aroung the CC only to see the headprefect and the principal running across the crowded to road to tell parents not to turn into malcolm road.
the friggin principal... he looks more like one of those wussy scholars who sits in his office watching porn or something (LOL) so this sorta made me smile...

then i saw like 3 (or 4) police vans parked outside the school (where the charted busses for bowling CCA usually park). so its was like another. WOAH.

so it like dawned on me that if this guy was gonna blow up sji or something,
that would really suck. its like. you go to school, the last thing people hear of you is like...
"...him? oh. he reached school, but i havent heard of him since"
it'll be like so sad.

but notihing happened in school.
so woots. sorta.

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you can hurt in the behind.

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you're about giving,
and not what we stand to gain.

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truth here is a must,
stop thinking about all that lust.

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people are always looking for you,
surprise them, that's what you always do.

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i know it's not nice,
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