Mummy, it's back.

For some reason unknown to even myself, the goddamn blogging bug is back. This is not good. Now i'll start wasting my time blogging when i can be doing other much more productive things, such as downloading shit off limewire. ( no, i don't really do that ;) )



Now, i'm feeling rather depressed. Seems like the damn coach is not happy with me. So much so that he's gonna stop training me if i don't quit smoking and improve my stamina. Damn it to hell man. Thank god (?) the fasting month is around the corner. This means i have a reason NOT to smoke. Wah, but seriously man, i'm kinda scared.What if he really decides to stop training me? What next? Quit fencing? Sounds good to me . Then i can do much more productive things, ie. smoke, drink and club! Brilliant.



WOW WEEEEE I LOVE MY COACH TO BITS. Literally. Grrrr stupid romanian.







On a much lighter note, the new iPod is out. Ladies and germs, i give you, drumroll please, THE iPOD TOUCH.





1, 2, 3... ORGASM!

Ahhhhhhh, visual orgasms are the best. I think i feel one more coming. HAHA did you get the pun?

I want one of these beauties. Birthday is on 2nd november. Thank you.