i'd like to start off with a few words, since right now im virtualy drowning in guilt ><

"A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out."

"A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words."

"True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it be lost."

thus i have achieved none of the above, i am sorry. You would think that after somone put so much effort into supporting and making your creation such a memorable moment, the least you can do is repay them witht he same deed ==''

nevertheless, i have my commitments. RIGHT SOUL-GROUP? -makes u all nodd-

on the subject of GROUPIES and COMMITMENTS, we- [minus some people who were too besotted in their card game] have compiled the official THE 6 SOUL-GROUP COMMANDMENTS.

1. This blog will remain upstanding and regularly updated [no, not once a month] until the last day of the last term in year 12. [ okay, at least until term 3 when hsc starts]

2. Playing cards is STRICTLY FORBIDDEN within the sg area. [which is, btw,from the sg log to the used-to-exist-doorway to the silver seats to the tree next to the rubbish bin]. ok fine, fine, that rule only exists four out of 5 week days due to unpopular demand -_-''

3. support for one another should be flawless and everlasting. Live in love and promotion, not envy and jealousy.

4. Every action of an sg'er is dedicated to the well-being of another.

5. smoking within the sg area is not permitted. [what??? couldnt think of another one lorr...]

6. breaking any of the above rules is STRICTLY FORBIDDEN

dot dot dot, u are all thinking. ^^ hahahaha not much of stirct commandments ehh? -sees tom and harry pushing poor jerry off the table- -makes tom sit on blop of tuna-

ahh sorry, this entry is so messed up and pointless ><. its the thought that counts right?? ROFL today at music we were all wondering what mr wong was on about when he was playing the number pattern game or something. i mean wtf? ''3, 5,... what is next in the pattern?'' errr... 6! we all shout, confusedly. ''INCORRECT... SEVEN'' -nodds absent-mindedly- i mean, whats he doing? counting consecutive odd numbers???

and then ''dair was dis old old man, mch older than me'' -gestures above his head-
what do u know. my mums younger than me o.O

sigh... i feel so dissapointed in what ive just done to a friend. dick get online ill tel u what her reaction was.

sorry if this post seems really screwed- dont feel like talking

jerry.