Ja, fortfarande söndag, och jag förstår inte vad alla har emot söndagar, typ varje blogg jag kollar på så har dom skrvit att dom hatar söndagar, jag gillar söndagar! Nu har jag i alla fall fått lite mat i magen, vi åt kall frasses-mat - Det var inte så gott, men what the hell! Det var mat i alla fall.
Just nu sitter jag och diggar musik på högsta volym, little weapon - Den är ju asbra! xD Men jag måste fundera på att pallra mig till gympan nu, träningen börjar klockan sex och jag vill inte cykla, asfalten har ju faktiskt kommit fram så då måste man passa på att gå! :)

Lil Terry gotta gun he got from the store,
He bought it with the money he got from his chores,
He robbed candy shop told her lay down on the floor,
Put the cookies in his bag took the pennies out the drawer.

Lil Kalil got a gun he got from the rebels,
To kill the infidels and American devils,
A bomb on his waste,
A mask on his face,
Prays five times a day,
And listens to Heavy Metal.

Lil Alex gotta gun he took from his dad,
That he snuck into school in his black book bag,
His black nail polish, black boots, and black hair,
He gon blow away the bully that just pushed his ass...

Yeah, kanske skriver senare, hejs.
                                                                              / S