Statistics Show: Paranoia Killed Me.

I'm in Kuching now, using Aunt Sharon's(Mummy's good friend) Apple notebook. Kind of a cute-and-clean-looking-laptop-thing, Mum says she's going to buy me one if she starts working next year. Said I don't want one. What I want is just a new computer or digicam. Notebooks aren't for me right now. I'm just an SPM student after all.

Speaking of SPM, only a day or two before 2007 starts and it's study mode all over again, Apparently some of my friends have already started preparing for next year. I don't really believe them. Even if they have a headstart, we'll all still be at the same speed when studying. I admit I'm not the smartest student even though I'm supposedly in the smartest class in Form 4(well, apart from 4S2, but who cares about them, HaHa, Sarah will murder me). As I've written in earlier posts, I will try to stop my father from nagging by studying. Yes, I will study. Oh My Gawd. Study. Yes. Hmm. God help me.

According to previous posts, I might have exposed myself as an angry child. May I possibly redeem myself by saying, as long as I am properly taken care of, I will be a good boy. Yes I will. Unless of course I am stuck at home for 24 hours a day, 7 days a week and a deprived of any form of social interaction, then I will self-implode and destroy anything that annoys me with my awesome laser eye powers. Mmhmm. Maybe this is an epiphany of some sort, though I might not exactly know the meaning of the damn word, that maybe oxygen shoulden't be left by itself, because when it's provoked with a flame, it will blow you up like chocolate cake blows up your thighs. Okay, maybe I might not be the next Confucius but dammit, I'm trying.

Going back to my Christmas list, I think I might strike everything else out except the digicam and new computer. But I think for my own good, the computer can wait just a while longer till my SPM is done, or I might be playing more games that are completely unbeneficial to me, but, I'm not complaining, playing these games have introduced me to some amazing people that I might have never met 'offline'.

Is my blog boring? I bet it is because I STILL don't have a digicam to take some freaking pictures to pretty it up. Oh gawd, how I despise smokers. There are better and cooler ways to die, like saving a baby from a burning building then falling into a coma due to excessive smoke intake. Yes, not only do you save a baby, you get a page in the newspaper too. I shall ask father to try that sometime. I'm sure with lungs like his, he woulden't even SMELL the smoke. You betcha,

Can't wait to go back to school strangely. The holidays are just too filled with boredom and nothingness. I'd rather be in school, screaming away with Lydia, quarelling with Kristine like some sort of disfunctional couple, poking away with Grace, talk about RO with Samuel(??), sharing really horny hugs with Sarah in front of the whole school, being sarcastic with Chrispian(??), and doing prefect stuff. Oh, and I'm looking forward to the prefect camp next year for the '07/'08 bunch. Would be nice if we held it somewhere else apart from the school field. Am still not happy with the fact we're stuck with Mr. Patrick Avon as our teacher-in-charge. He freaking talked so long with us discussing the trip to KL after some prefect duties when school was still open. I hope he won't be that kind of empty-promises person. He isn't such a busy person for gawd sake. He's an ART teacher. You teach students to draw and spit paint on paper using straws, what's there to teach? Kids can do just as well by themselves if you leave them with the tools and materials. If any school authority reads this I am doomed. But I have the right to voice my opinion. I miss Mdm. Jenny. At least she kept meetings short and simple, just the way prefects need it. Not sermons from the almighty REPLACEMENT PKHEM. Why can't the afternoon prefect teacher-in-charge take over. He's more dominant. Just because he doesn't want to wake up so early. Hmph. Just great la.

Seriously, if any of the teachers read about this, I.am.doomed. But I don't care. At least my opinion is heard. Did I mention the food in Kuching was dissapointing? Well, at least I got to buy a really nie hush puppy sweater. It's very nice. Hmm, I think I'm running out of things to say. I hope this gets loaded or I will be seriously get pissy. Seeing as this place is a wireless connection place and I had had trouble getting to this page, there might be a chance this post would be f*cked up. Well, you woulden't be reading this if it was, so, yah. Lol.

It's Christmas. So Where Is My Damn Present?

As usual every Christmas, I don't get a f*cking present because 'we can't afford to get one'. A digital camera isn't such a f*cking expensive thing. We passed by so many damn good offers that even showcased them half-priced. How long am I supposed to wait to get a few more years advance in technology? For gawd sake, I just want a present. I never ask for much. Actually, even IF I ask, I DON'T GET ANYTHING. F*CK F*CK F*CK. Who f*cking says I'm rich, I can't even go to KL every year like some people.

Christmas is a b*tch to me these years. I don't really care that it's the day Jesus was born, I just don't have the freaking mood to care. Mass is at midnight, I'm tired, mass is in the morning, I'm tired. WHY NOT THE AFTERNOON?! What is SO special waking up so early or staying up so late when you can have it in the afternoon? No freaking mood. Never had a good mood for a long while. My life is seriously devoid of happiness.

Speaking of happiness devoiditity, the band people were off to HK this morning. Did I see them off? No. Why? Because no one told me to go or when they're going off. Why? Because my 'friends' didn't care to tell me. Really? Yes. Who? Every single one. Why not? How should I f*cking know what they're f*cking thinking. F*ck. Yes, f*ck.

This is how I see myself. Next year, I will work damn f*cking hard and if I don't get rewarded, I will keep it to myself. If my dad criticizes me that I just don't spend enough time on my studies, I will blow up AGAIN. I cannot stand keeping quiet. I'm old enough to give reasons that are undeniably fail-proof. I am not a kid anymore. What's more, I would be debating with a f*cking lawyer. I once read, lawyers are like sperm, only 1 in a million will be human. Damn right.

Now, isn't this according to the theme of my blog? Great isn't it?
Right.
F*ck life if you ask me.

Like, I Would Like To Place An Order Of "Fuck Off".

You betcha I do. Damn neighbours playing fireworks at 6.30pm, what is the use in that? It's not even dark yet. Anyway, Christmas is apparently near(duh), and I would like a few things. No no, many things.

In short,

1. Braces - You can't go wrong with good looking teeth.
2. Digital Camera - Who doesn't have one these days? Me.
3. PS3 - It speaks for itself.
4. New Computer - I f*cking can't stand the lag on this piece of sh*t I'm using now.
5. New Clothes - I feel like a hobo.
6. New Handphone - Happy with mine now, but why not if I can get a new one.
7. New Life - I would like a rollback pls.

Well, I seriously doubt I will get any of the above. Just hope the trip to Kuching will be satisfying. Miri is driving me up the f*cking wall. I'm so freaking bored here. You'd think I would enjoy having all this time for myself to do whatever I want, but f*ck it, I don't have any drive to study. And I haven't even bought my school books yet. I woulden't be surprised if the bookshops ran out of stock. Just my luck. But I am NOT going to opt for the alternative photocopied versions. I hate the fact my fingers will turn black. I might have to rub my eyes dammit.

By the by, Kuching had better be worth waiting all this while. I can't stand Miri food any longer. Almost every f*cking day my mom asks my dad to take-away f*cking chinese food from f*cking Tanjung Seafood restaurant. Sometimes I get so f*cking pissed off when she asks me to call my dad to 'tapao' from that f*cking place but I can't show it. Now that I ask for a different place to 'dapao' they ignore me. Sh*t the f*cking parental system.

I wish I could drive now, even though I've always had the notion that being driven to wherever would be more preferable. Kristine is right, Samuel is right, Siaw is right, driving is good. I want to be able to go out with friends whenever we feel like it. I mean, we could lift one burden from our parents.

Any of your parents watch that Hokkien drama on Ch. 19 on Astro? Well, you're not alone, I'm getting sick of it too.

Today is certainly another boring day. Shoot me pls.

You'd Think Holidays Are Nice, Think Again.

F*ck long holidays.
F*ck Hong Kong.
F*ck egotistical people.
F*ck uninvited people.
F*ck those who plagarize the results of hard work.
F*ck typical hipocrits.

I can't hate band. Band is what my friends love. How can I hate what they love? Still, why do they have to f*cking go to Hong Kong? Malaysia isn't even taken yet. But whatever, next year is our last year in secondary school. I guess we should just make the best of next year, even though I won't be experiencing it with them. I guess I should focus on SPM anyway. It's just 11 months away. It's not such a long period between me and that exam. I guess I should forget about the f*cks. But hey, they look pretty in red don't they?

*yawn*, Night.

Of Music And Kinky Dancing. Oh My.

Now, just came back from my school's(that's SMK St. Joseph btw) brass band performance. Gotta say it was da bomb. Too bad I'm too poor to afford a f*cking digital camera or a f*cking video recorder. Pity indeed. I would record everything. Even my dog running into a tree.

Let's see, before the event started, I noticed quite alot of people dressed in never-before-seen shirts. Apparently they were SMK Chung Hua's band members. Strange, I don't remember anyone inviting them to come. Maybe they were there to plagiarize something, seeing as that our band was so hawt secks tonight. Rawr.

Almost half of the audience that came were Chung Huaians, or what Chrispian 'says' the band calls them 'Chungies'. Yar. Anyway, the CHians took the middle seats while I was waiting for freaking Kristine who was 20 minutes slow. Either way, we got to our seats eventually.

The band started after 2 long-winded speaches and a silly choir made up of middle-aged adults. Huh. Well, the band then entered the stadium and lined themselves up and started playing some beat. There wasn't a formation, then after it finished, the MC said "and that's just a warm-up", so everyone, especially the CHians, woo-ed and coo-ed sarcastically. Like, whatever?

I can't really explain the whole night, just that it was the best I've seen them perform since. I mean, if they did that well in the competition held in Kuching previously, I'm sure they would have f*ck-smacked the other 3 schools off the judges charts. Rock on.

So urr, that's pretty much it. Kristine would probably have some pictures on her blog. Her link is right at the side. Take a look, then come back. Cuz it's not very nice being there. You get me? Good. No? F*ck off.

Hmm, I desire miso soup. And beef teriyaki. Oh no, temptations. Am I pregnant now? F*CK.

Give Me A Killer MMS, Please.

Was greeted by an MMS from Lover at 3am while I was sleeping. As soon as I woke up I checked my handphone frantically as usual, ever since we started messaging each other. Though at most times I do not get an SMS because I wait for a 'no need reply' goodnight msg before falling asleep, usually at around 2am. Lover would usually be the one to SMS me first though, because of that early-bird sorta attitude. Love love love. Lover even tried to sing on the last page of the MMS. Have been entranced. Pinch me now.

Well, it's Thursday today. SMSed Grace to ask the band side of the group if they wanna go out tomorrow. Am kind of expecting the worst to happen, which is the fact that they won't come because they're tired. I don't mind going out with Kristine alone, but it would be strange and I doubt she'd wanna be around me that much. I am afterall love-struck. Majorly.

Hmm, hoping tomorrow we'll be able to go out and get my ear pierced one more time. Then get a new DiGi number so that I can call Lover whenever I want. Keeping my Maxis number because for some reason it's free to go online using WAP. I hope I don't get discovered. Meheheh.

Pretty much all I can say for now. Hoping to get another MMS soon. *droolin*

Cocaine & Heroin Got No Sh*t On This High.

Not that I would know, never tried drugs before. The only drug I think I got high on was Panadol. HaHa, right.

Anyways, Lover called up last night after I SMS-ed that I wanted to go to sleep after recieving a reasonably small MMS. Seconds later(even faster than getting a reply SMS, strangely), Lover called to apologize and said that phone was out of free space. Fiddlesticks. Well, we talked for exactly 37 minutes and 37 seconds. How lucky is that? We are so made for each other. Heheh.

Hmm, Lover said would send Sejarah notes to me for SPM. Coming from straight A student? You're damn right I want them. Hopefully I get straight A's too. HaHa, or maybe I'm just aiming too high. Gotta improve on my BM, PM, Sej, and Physics. Addmaths just needs more practice by myself. I guess I'll be able to handle it. Hopefully band won't get in the way. Speaking of band... I had a dream...

Part one of my dream took place in a really big school compound. It definitely wasn't my own, because it had a HUGE water fountain in the middle of the compound. Large baby angels with spears were urinating, quite alot by the way, while some band members were performing nearby. They were playing Fergilicious for some reason, which wasn't half bad. I was at the sidelines talking with Lydia about Lover and we were holding intruments and fondling(oh my) with them to pass the time while we chited-chated. I had a really chic black saxophone and Lydia had a really sexy umm... marching bell set. Anyways, when it was time to pack up, everyone walked into the mansion-like school. I wasn't very shocked for some reason. Doubt we would be transfering schools to a mansion compound anytime soon. Considering the principal and his 'ways'. Moving on, the band room was unbelievably spacious, with airconditioning and marble floors! The walls were layered with a nice meriad of colours that were penetrating through the stained glass windows! At that time I knew I was dreaming. Even so, I got lost in the band 'room' and discovered the library, which was similar to Pustaka Miri. Then... I woke up to have a pee. What, bladders exist in dreams too okay?

I had a really naughty dream after the first one. I won't say anything about it. Only Lover will know. Meheheh.

Hmm, that's pretty much it. Hope I didn't freak any of you out. If anyone is even reading. HaHa. But whatever, doesn't matter. Rhyme! Whee.

Fashionably F*ck Friendster Forever.

Have any of you logged into your Friendster accounts recently? Or checked out people's profiles? Well, let me tell you...

THE NEW LAYOUT IS F*CKED UP.

Even Grace, who is usually calm, collected, blur, and blank, is seriously pissed by the fact the Friendster bigwigs f*cked up our profile pages. I mean, it looks sooo nerdy. I mean, even the most beautifl of people cannot shake off the fact that they have an ugly profile page as a frame for their faces. Pity.

Have given grace link to Friendster's 'Contact Us' Page. I would expect her to go all "IMA FRIKKIN OPEN UP A CAN OF PISSED ALA GRACE ON YO SORRY *SS". And I expect for you to do such too. I hope they'll bring the old layout back. This new one is seriously nerdy. So many boxes. Expecially when mine was so clean and baby-bluish. Sigh, didn't take a screenie when I had the chance. Blah.

Hmm, miss 'Person'. 1 more day to go before 'Person' is released. Miss miss miss.

Yinny-poo's Birthday is coming up too. But I doubt that stupid 'Woon Bing' would remember, much less care. Useless 'friend'. I hope her current 'friends' die of severe orgasmic disfunction. Yes, S.O.D.

I want kimchi. I shall go eat Korean food later. For your info it is at the 1st floor(not ground floor) of some shophouses opposite the back of Boulevard shopping center. Right above Twin Star 20 sen shop. Lousy surroundings, but nice food. Well, to my preference anyway.

Have a nice day. And pray that Grace doesn't hurt herself.

I Swear To Drunk, I'm Not God.

Kristine misses me. Who doesn't. HaHa. But I miss the band friends. Crap them for going to Hong Kong. If they don't win anything I will be very 'I-told-you-so'. I mean, have to watched those chinese at the Doha Asian Games? China has won around 90 gold medals. And I've seen them strut their stuff, and they are FAR from average. What chance do we small town(or city, whatever) Malaysians have that's more than what they have. Don't give me an answer like, 'Oh, we have a strong bond between us all'. No No No. Screw the bonding, teamwork and professionalism is all that counts. But who am I to compare our band with the ones in HK. All I know is, they can't be bad at all. Highly doubt it. All I hope is that our band people don't come home dissapointed. It would be such a waste of money too. Hah.

Missing 'Person', whom is at some news reporter camp or something like that. Has the flu as well. Better not be too sick to come see me. Miss miss miss. Oh my gawd, am turning emo. Sh*t.

Kristine is coming back next Monday. I can't wait to get another piercing before school reopens. Such a good example of a prefect huh? Either way, not as if I will wear giant earstuds to school, that would be stupid. Just 2 or 3 more piercings and I'll be over the addiction. I don't know why I think it's nice. I doubt it's considered cool now though. Apparently smoking is the new 'cool' thing to do. Well, in my opinion, there are 'cooler' ways to die than smoke. Like bungee-jumping. It's falling without dying. Although you could knock your head on a rock and fall into permanent coma, but hey! It's cool!

Going to find more people to read my blog on Friendster and convert them to Rongism. Pray for me.

Rongalicious Definition - Make Dem B*tches Go Crazy.

Lol, would love if I had RongRong as my pet name. HeHe. I know, sounds stupid, but it makes it all the more umm, Rongalicious. HaHa!

Anyways, just looked through my own blog, and caught off guard by the song I recently put in as the song of the week. Suddenly found myself jigglin' to da beat. God, that sounded so wrong.

Last night was another night of pure bliss. 'Person' had sent second MMS with very nice voice recording attached. Am crushing. Can't stop thinking of 'Person'. Kill me now.

Wonder how Jessica(Yinny-poo) is doing though. I *ssholingly forgot that she had a piano exam this past Monday. I feel like a shitty friend. Damn myself pls. Well, I hope she'll forgive me when she recieves her birthday/Christmas present. Just wrote the attached letter a few minutes ago before onlining. Don't know if I should get a Christmas prezzie for 'Woon Bing' though. That idiot of a 'friend' hasn't spoken to either one of her two oldest official RO friends. I hope her computer burns out and crashes. I don't care if she gets a new one. All I hope is that she's got some bad luck coming to her.

Why are my posts so short today? So weird. Hmm, maybe I should go find more weird songs. Hope you don't mind the recent one. But as I've said on my older post, there's a f*cking stop/pause button on the freaking player. Have a f*cking nice day.

Call Me Jones, Bridget Jones. And I Will Screw Love.

Am now trying to plagiarize the writing styles of imaginary character, Bridget Jones, of which I have read two books and watched the equal number of movies about her and her miserable love life.

Just kidding. You should read the books though. Good for a laugh. You might pick up some good nasty words.

Finished reading Kristine's last post. Apparently her father had experienced some health problems and had gone for a check-up in KL. Luckily nothing was wrong. As usual, Kristine was being over-dramatic again. Silly girl. Nowonder she lef-... Urr, I will shut up now.

Anyways, thinking of getting a 016 number. Was it Hotlink? Or Digi? Whichever, I just know its a 016 number. Now, I would know that lucky/nice numbers are hard to get with 016, but I shall fear not, for I have... Umm... Actually I don't know what I have that would help me find, because I can only help myself in finding it. Woulden't trust my friends because they too would desire a nice sexy number which consists of only 5 different numbers. Like moi. HaHaHa~ Though, I do consider it a waste of money to have 012. So expensive. Oh well, anything to have cheaper rates when calling 'Person' in KL. Mmmm...

Don't think so much you pervert.

Oh yes, I remembered an episode on TVIQ's X-Play, which airs at around 7.30pm. It's a game review show if you're not familiar with it. I have a few links here to Youtube, which for additional information, was bought by the Google corporation. Yes, Google bought Youtube, which is full of crappy videos for one or a few billion USD. I mean, I woulden't mind getting paid if I farted butt-facing a video camera. Really.

Anyways, please take time to click on these links. I nicely linked them with pretty blue words. CLICK THEM F*CK IT.

Morgan Von Vebb's Veb of Destruction
Morgan Von Vebb's RPG Radiculopathy
X-Play's History of Hunting
On The X-Play Boards

Hmm, if you've watched all of them I would guess that you have alot of free time, AND think I have no life. I probably don't but you don't either for reading this blog in the first place. HaHaHa~ Joo Been Suckapunched.

Moving on, 'Person' sent MMS of few pictures of self with very cute voice clip. So happy that I woulden't mind smiling like the Joker the whole time I would spend in Parkson. Set 'Person' as wallpaper on phone just for... Umm, I don't need to give you a reason. Why? Because I don't want to you kepo b*tch. Yea, you.

Either way, have given up RO as it is a waste of time and have thought of chatting with friends for long periods or time more satisfying than making potions for 4 consecutive hours and using them all up in a quarter of the time taken to make them. You probably don't get me, but I guess there has to be more to life.

I'm excited for school to start again. Very excited. Yet, afraid of SPM. Hoping 'Person' will come and console me next year. Yeah right, I'll keep dreaming. Thanks for slapping reality to my face.

Love Me, Love Me, Say That You Love Me. *puke*

The Cardigans - Lovefool (Radio Edit)

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Send Me Flying With Just A Phonecall, Pls.

Talked 20+ mins with 'Person' at 2am last night, or should I say today. Can't say more can I? Just that I hid my face in my pillows after ending the call in case I made any unexpected noises out of sheer 'OMFGness'. No, I wasn't expecting to fart, although I had a very silent one during the phonecall, which was very awkward as we were talking about awkwardness in public. I shall shut up about this now or 'Person' will have no face to ever call me again, in which case I would die of loneliness.

Went out with mum and much-hated/loved cousin/apparent-sister, Jasmine. Ate breakfast at Taiwan Restaurant behind Madli Satay. Dumplings are so yummy with iced tea. Mmm, though I miss Kuching Kueh Chap and envy Kristine for being there. Hate her more, but shall forgive her if she posts a picture of a bowl or the magic food. Yes, it is much of a turn on for me. And if you thought I was really serious, get a life, you pervert.

Hmm, it's 20 minutes to 2 pm now. I guess I have nothing else to say at the time being. Go read Kristine's blog. She made me say that.

Fly At Night, Crash & Burn In The Morning.

Talked for 20+ minutes on the phone with 'Mystery Person' till 1 am. Feel very light-headed and floatish. Person says will call more often. Should I be happy or nervous? Am not feeling either as of now. I think I will need 1 more piercing to commemorate this relationship as it has been the most different among the ones I've had before. But dissapointed I was to learn that friends were busy with own things to do. Am very pissed with all of them.

Except Lydia, Kristine, Belinda, and Paulina. Kristine because she is currently in Kuching, Paulina for telling me upfront that she is unable to show up, Lydia and Belinda for being willing to go until the end, of which we had come to a conclusion that today we will in fact won't be going to Parkson to spend time together. I am pissed and angry at other friends for not telling or announcing that they will not be able to come. Am very pissed at certain *ssholes. I have developed an even bigger hate for last-minute f*ckers. They will all suffer severe cases of last-minute panic due to unresponsible informing of Me upon inability to show up on very important and exciting day of outing. SUFFER.

But whatever, I shall seek moral support from Person to cool down. Am hoping it will work. Reconsidering on joining band next year. But needing exposure and experience as band people are greatly ultra-committed. Which is actually very worrying to health and spirit. But whatever, have been playing games and wasting my life away for longer than expected, so band shoulden't be a waste of time. For the best am hoping.

Feeling Stupid. Shoulden't Think So Much.

Stupid idiot was at PC Fair since early in the day.
:( What, no time for me?

Damn Feelings, I'm Being Broken Slowly.

I'm strangely feeling so... desperate.
Why am I just thinking of one particular person?
I hate myself for feeling like this.
I'd better get an SMS soon...
Or... I'm going to be... very mean...

Unhappiness.
Sh*t.

I Love My Friends, I Love My Friends, I Love My French Fries.

I don't like french fries actually. They suck and they're salty. Anyway, Monday will be the day our group, or shall I say, most of our group would be going to the public swimming pool. All you chocolate-giving horny adults stay clear or ima whoop you up a can of 'F*ck Off' soup.

Moving on, it was sweet Lydia's idea to go swimming. Yes, I know, Lydia? Swimming? How? Well, let me tell you, she's ADDICTED to the swimming pool. Very much so that she keeps reminding me, and pretty much herself, that she wants to go swimming. Every single day. Yes.

Well, I don't like swimming because I had a really bad experience when I was swimming at one time. It was at Sunway Lagoon, where they used to have surfing classes at the swimming pool. It was shitty because there were a whole lot of kids swimming there as well. The stupid hotel management should be SUED, as my father is also a law-type person. Very convenient if you ask me. Anyhoo, I was around 7 or 8 when it happened. My father was with me at the surfing site where waves would magically occur. When I said magically, I meant a reason which I am too b*tch-f*cked lazy to explain about. So, there were around 20 or 30 surfers with huge serf boards that you usually see on TV, much like the one in Charlie's Angels. When we were too near the waves, it submerged me completely and my dad partially and then I felt something knock the side of my head. So I was shocked, and swallowed in water. I didn't drown though, far from it. But I was not very fond of germs and bacteria either. Sorry, I was b*tch-f*cked scared of germs and bacteria. And we all know how lazy people are in 'relieving themselves. Instead of going to the bathroom and being charged RM0.50, why not just 'release' the 'juice' into the pool? I mean, no one would notice right? And the chlorine would kill those germs right away! NO. NO NO NO. It's like having a 'No Smoking Area' for a restaurant. You smoke there, it moved through the air. You pee here, it'll flow there eventually. What's more, liquid and gases DISPERSE. AUGH!

So I developed a phobia of dirt and anything dirty. Not really that serious, but I didn't like to get my hands dirty. There was another incident when I went swimming again to give it another try. I was in Bintulu with my parents for a day or two as a sort of long car ride. At the time I also had a very bad bicycle fall scrape on my leg. It was kind of a huge scab patch, I know it's disgusting to imagine, but it wasn't soggy or 'meemee', well, not until AFTER I waddled in the pool of the hotel we were staying in. It had turned a greyish colour and the scab particles started to melt, exposing my flesh. OH GAWD, just thinking of it makes me fear swimming even more. Ugh ugh ugh.

Well, I shall end my post here. Gotta chat with my friends. Hopefully I have the heart to talk about my day at the pool. If I'm still alive by then that is to say...
Good Night.

Everyone's Leaving Me... *sniff* F*ck It !!

I miss school. I miss my friends. I miss my classmates. I miss my tea- umm, I miss iced tea in the canteen. I miss talking in class. I miss getting ready for assembly on Mondays. I miss laughing backstage. I miss wearing my insanely hot blazer.

Oof, Kristine says she wants to run after St.Joseph, Kuching boys. My my, quick on her feet when it comes to chasing boys ISN'T she? Wow. Anyways, she's in Kuching at the moment, probably the reason why she feels horny. Oops. I bet she's gonna give me a piece of her mind when she comes back. Wait, there IS no mind! HaHaHa!

Lolz, just kidding. I miss her though. There's no one to fight with. :( And I'm so bored at home. I wish I could go to band and do something in school. I'm so bored!

My 'big brother' is telling me he's going to study overseas next year. *sob*. Everyone is abandoning me. I'm not surprised if my dog runs away from me when I feed it tonight. *sob*. Screw you Kristine! Screw you Gor! Screw you all!

:( I'll be alone and old, with 72 kittens. *sob*, now I have no damn mood to blog anymore. Pah.