i've been feeling that amidst this mad rush commonly known as ib, i ought not to forget the MORE IMPORTANT things in life. as such, i have decided to dedicate this post to my longstanding pillar of support. =)
as i'm sure many people out there know, this existence called edward bingei is one of the GOOFIEST and COOLEST people you will probably ever meet in your life man. i mean like seriously, just look at him man. he's like, everything? yes just EVERYTHING and ANYTHING, any @#$%^&*()*&*^&$ you can think of, it's embodied in him. and and, he has those amazing edward™ theories on life and relationships that never fail to inspire me and give me renewed vigour in life :D and how about he's like SO PRO in like, er, everything? i mean, just look at his awesome guitar stuffs mans! all the drifting and all.. and his drama/centrestage! even though he might look a little spastic in those tigery stripes and swingy magic tail... oh well at least we now know he has a very elastic, slappable face!
oh and contrary to popular belief, he's likes soccer too! even though, erm, embarrassingly, the following actually took place about a month ago, right in the middle of euro 2008.
me: so do you watch euro?
ed: i dunno i dunno, all i know is man u owns!
me: ..................... (laughs uncontrollably)
ed: oh wait, euro...that's the country thing!
oh well, i guess mistakes DO occur sometimes. nobody's perfect u know
oh and and he's got this lifelong fixation with psychology i swear! always reading some deep, TOK-ish book about human behaviour/perception/thought processes etc etc etc..... (it's just as well i guess. i'll probably need to have a psychologist/psychiatrist on speed dial very soon, with all the $%&*^$% life's throwing up)
but hey on a SLIGHTLY more serious note right, thanks to this amazing human being in my life for who am i now. (ok that's not exactly a big deal , but still) ed, dude, thanks for being there when i'm feeling down, for listening to me rant/whine/yell/complain/emo, and for watching me hurl bottles/dusters/chairs/tables across the room when i really lose it. and thanks for putting up with all my randomness and spasticity. (which was influenced by you!) thanks for entertaining me and listening to me and cheering me up during those marathon conversations until your mum says your mouth berbusa already :DD thanks for EVERYTHING, for being my haven of solace!
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thanks lah. tell me who else put up with your shit in sec 3 and 4. walao. tearing out the keyboard key by key, flinging chairs around the classroom, ramming soccer balls on the wall..all those trademark gareth antics.
ohmygoodnessgraciousme.......that ill fated keyboard.. I remember!
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