Speed Blogging.

Alright, my dad bought me 1 hour of WiFi again. I swear I didn't ask for it. I'm not a compulsive liar like some people. :) i r good boy. Well, maybe in my own mind. Hee~

Anyways, I now have exactly over 14 minutes to type out a whole blog post. Hence the title of the post. If I don't get it in time, I will seriously swear in front of my parents. Gah.

Been waking up with really messy hair(like there's any difference). My right ear keeps getting snagged on the pillows or something. My 5th(yes, 5th! :P) ear piercing(not that I have 5 ears, dumbass) has been hurting like hell ever since I took out the iron stud used with the piercing gun. So regretful of that. Now, everytime it moves, I get this horrible jolt of pain through my right ear reaching all the way to the other ear. It's like the nerves are conspiring against me for defilling my sacred body(sacred. aha. ahahaha. so full of shitballs. ahahahaha).

Here's what my right ear looks like now. I'm not showing off or anything, but I really think my ears are pretty. :3 ahaha. AHAHAHAHAHA.




Type your opinions about it in the chatbox thing. I won't do anything if you hate it though. Just hope you'd just screw yourself over if you do. :)
Omg, 5 minutes. Time for the bolding, the italicking, and the enlargementing.

enlargementing. ahaha. AHAHAHAHAHA. *ehem* :)

Slightly in drunken state,

The Milkman

Fcuk You, Hotel.

What shit hotel charges RM10 per hour for WIRELESS connection. *swear word*, *swear word*, *swear word*

*swear word again*

Even the more expensive hotel I've been to, charged RM5 per hour on CABLE. What hell shit price is this. Need renovate ar? Renovate this. *finger*

Shoes.

Shoes.

Shoes.

Omg. Shoes.

Let's get some-

Haih, so bored here. Didn't take any pictures at all. All I can say is, the people in my uni are really hawt. All of them are like, higher class ah-bengs and ah-lians. Not the cheap-ass-shit-i-shop-for-clothes-at-dua-puluh-sen types you see in Miri. No lion king hair, no lame shuffle pants for people who can't even spell 'carrot'. I'm serious. I've seen 'karot' in essays before. All the ah-lians and ah-bengs are all the genuine Taiwan-ish types. Hair that looks like it's been done by personal hair-stylists every morning. My eyes salivate when I see them. There are exceptions of course. But even those are better than the cheap-ass-shit-i-shop-for-clothes-at-dua-puluh-sen ones in Miri. Happy happy.

Anyway, will post pictures once I settle down in campus. Supposedly Swinburne is one of only 2 places in the whole of Kuching to have free WiFi. Go to INTI la. You know who you are. INTIan. INTI. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. :)

I'm thinking of being the freak this time round. Like that's any difference from before. Hopefully, I make friends who are as freaky too. Hmm, though I want to be friends with the staff. Like this, can use the photocopy machines and all that for free. I'll have to do some favours for them la, but it'll all pay off when I'm the only student to be able to use the staff room facilities. Omg, addicted to prefect benefits. D:

Went to the Springs today. Holy shiat, the place was huge. Parkson loses to it a hundredfold. Got all these upper-class chain stores everywhere. The shops might be selling the high-end-expensive stuff mostly, but when you look at the products, you will really think it's worth the money. The choices are so good, that I think if the girls were here, they'd spend hours in just 1 shop. In the end, not buying anything as usual...

Damn the RM10 WiFi. I can't believe I paid them RM20 for 2 hours. That would be sufficient for 10 hours in the CC pls. Faster connection summore. I've been SCAMMED.

Posted in anger,

The Milkman

4.. 3.. 2.. 1.. BOOM !!

Today was so freakie shiat assh biotching 'ohmyfarkinggosh'.

It's the day SPM results are out. Seriously speaking, I guess I deserve my grades. So, don't you wanna know what they are?

*drumroll unavailable due to ungivingadamnness*

4 As
3 Bs
2 Cs
& 1 D

NICE RIGHT??!! 4321. I'm surrounded by nice numbers. People like me, with apparent screwed up memory need these kinds of numbers. Or else I'd forget where I live and who to call if I got lost either way.

Here are some random pictures. I really cant think of anything snide to say as an introduction. Argh. Sure 'xoxo' in uni.



Here's our hall, pathetic as always. We line up here to get our results and certs. Nice to see some of the teachers again. Though, disappointed I got a freaking B for Biology, even though I studied like shit for an A. And I don't mean study no shit, I really study got shit okay. The shit not strong enough. Damn damn damn, I was wrong. I deserve an A for Biology. Argh.



I would really love to ask, "So, before I sign this, is there any possibility you can get me a few more As? How about RM50 each? Yes? No? More?" That's Lydia's almost non-existant arm by the way.



Hopeful Grace. I could, like other bloggers, translate the meaning of that wall sign for you to understand, but I won't. Because I don't want to. And that I forgot what azam meant. I 'THINK' it means hope. Maybe. Screw my BM, I got a C.



Murderous Grace. After finding out her results. Won't be pulanging with any kesyukuran today. Her's might be the most disappointing. Not because she failed or got lousy grades, they're considered good, just that.. You ask her yourself.

Obviously, I have nothing to be proud of, but honestly, do I really deserve an A for History? I cheated on it once during an exam and got caught. Needless to say I still passed for the very first time since form 4 started. I'm dead serious. I have not passed History ONCE after the questions weren't all objective anymore. Harder to copy ba. You know.

Anyway, I'm posting because I got bored. Been watching Youtube for the past hour. Oh lawd, I'm turning into a Youtuber. How much worse can I get. Youtubing. Wow, that sounds so wrong in many ways. :x

Still, take a peek at these cool vids. I did not just use cool. OMFG. POTENTIAL YOUTUBERRR??



Now, I expect you to fucking watch it and don't think it's some boring lame ass 'save the arctic seals' video. And the guy/girl reminds me very much of Samuel. So do yourself a favor and watch it. Duh.



Here's one of the best American Idol performances. Und she's Aeer-reesh(Irish, you douchebag, duh) Carly Smithson singing "Come Together". Love her.

I guess that's it for this post. Oh, and I just found out something not long before started this post. I just found out a classmate of mine is actually in a weird ass relationship with someone I know(-ish; meaning I don't know him that well anyway). It's so freaking unexpected. Miri is so damn small. This might sound really random, but if you knew the whole story, which I don't really want to disclose, name included, you'd be really dumbfucked too. Oh, and they're both guys. The world just got a little more gayer. Sorry if the words got mini-fied. Frankly, I just don't want to make it so obvious to all you gay-haters out there. But screw your eyes. SCREW.

Yours ungivingadamnly,

The Milkman

Damn !!

There are 11 blog posts worth of pictures since the start of this year. Argggh! Being the lazy pig I am, I would undoubtedly not do anything. Might as well post some pics at the beach.

Several people ask why I never post pictures of myself on my blog. It truthfully annoys me. Seriously, if I wanted to, I would have done so without anyone telling me to. The fact that it's already my blog, and everything is in my words, what for I post more pictures to make myself seem self-absorbed. Dah lah I ugly, need to post up for everyone else to see?

Anyway, I think I've mentioned many times that we often go to the beach due to the fact that we have nothing else better to do, and Parkson is getting boring. Plus, by going to the beach, we save quite alot of money from being spent on junk food. At night we order from one of the stalls and order ourselves some sambal stingray and a few other side dishes with rice. So far, only Grace, Pol and I are the only ones from our group that do that. Cat always has to go home to take care of many babies. Ehem.

So here's a post, dedicated to our recent times spent at the beach. It's not a post to 'reminisce' on old times. So don't expect and emo shit.



Skies are blue, when I'm around you~ So damn HOT.



Later in the day. The weather was much more cooler. But the heat of the sun still damaged some of our brains.



Thus, Grace finally realised she has found her long lost family members and was one with them for that joyous moment in time. We soon lost her a few minutes later. :x



Paulina's siggy by Grace. It expresses such raw emotion. Shit, it that my sandal print? Oopx.



Spastic moment. They look very cheerful though, don't you think? Pol is like embracing the joys of life and Cat is blocking Grace with the peace sign.. Say 'Sot!'



Here's one of the pics with me in it. Hair all frizzy again. Damn the salt water. D:
The wonders of the beach is that, you don't have to do anything to feel good. I suppose one of my aspirations is to live near the beach. Hopefully with a house not topped with kelapa leaves.

This isn't emo. It's drowsy. TOTALLY new label to copy for all you lame-shitfaces who don't have your own unique personality. D'oh.

I've just noticed how pictures we take near the beach is so devoid of colour. Let's have a change of venue shall we? To the ZEBRAS!



"I think this one's a male~". But seriously speaking, if you have gone to the beach and seen these zebras, that have been here ever since I could remember, they are both different in gender. Don't believe me? Just look between the legs. It's there. Heh Heh Heh~



"Tharr she blows! Omg, I miss Kristine!" HAHAHAHAHAHA.



"It's not fucking moving. Make it MOVE! MOVE!"



I dunno lah, I just made them pose like this because it's funny and I'm mean. :)



"Cool ride."
"Yeh, I know. It's like, vintage."
"Oh wow, you serious? Does it move?"
"No."

Pol coulden't get off her zebra(can't get off my zebra. sounds like a song title) after that because she thought she was too high from the ground. She's also afraid of cats, of which, one just sat itself just at the base of her zebra(on mah zebra, ah, ah, ah, on mah zebra). I had to take a chair from a nearby stall just to get her down. Because of this, she owes me a rescue from a burning building. :)

I guess that's it for now. Thanks for wasting 30 minutes of your life reading this crap. Your loss, not mine. :)

Regards,

The Milkman

Ya Allah..

So kesian my blog. No update whatsoever. Nvm lah, when I'm in Kuching studying by myself I'm sure I'll have alot of free time to blog. Or not.

Can say I'll be lonely there wad, so my only friend will be.. BlOgGeR??? Please, I'll try to find friends which are similar to the ones I have now. Preferably not as smart as I am, so I can spam 'abuthen' all the time. Syokness.

Haih, just got the release date of SPM results from Ko 10 or so minutes ago. I can admit at being scared shitless the moment I read the sentence, but there is that spark of excitement that lights up the flame of anticipation, only to feel as though you have been 'disimbah air sejuk'. Dam sux feeling.

Hmm, typing 'dam sux' actually brings back memories of when we were all prefects. Hated everything about the system and the teacher in charge (aka Twitch; but we love Ms. Jenny!). It went something like this, the Twitch comes infront of us and blasts us all off because we cannot 'control' the fucking ah-lians and ah-bengs. Instead of shouting at us only, defend us when we are stood up by them la. Retard asshole shitface TWITCH. What use are art teachers. Art is spontaneous. Either you have it or you don't, and in his case, he has a case of 'freakshit'. Also, he should just muster up some guts to call the fuckers'(ah-lianus und ah-bengus) parents, they're the ones who screwed up their kids what. But in the missing case of any BALLS, he would rather prefer screaming hell spit on our faces.

TARD TARD TARD.

That felt good. Though, it feels worse that you finally realise (AGAIN) that all of us will never be together at the same time anymore. Sadistic la, this feeling. Hopefully nobody is kiam-siap to visit Miri every major holiday. Missus everyone. Well, except a few la. 2.. 3?.. Okay, 4. 5?

Flying to Kuching on the 18th of this month. 5 days after recieving the SPM results. I think the shock of finally knowing my results and moving to Kuching is especially dumbfounding, to me being the only child, and my parents for having only 1 son. Hopefully I make something worth shit of myself.

I seem to swear more these days too. Maybe it's a sign of relapse from staying at home for this length of time and not being able to swear at regular intervals in conversation. Like in school. I think I'm the worst badmouth in the whole school who swears in English. Those fuckers(ah-lianus und ah-bengus) got no shit on that. No shit at all. D'oh.

I also can't wait to be in a studying environment again. A brightly lit up classroom/study hall, students chatting with each other, the scruffle of pens on paper, the occassional awkward silence, discussion time.. Memory can be such a bitch sometimes. Oh, and the one thing I'm REALLY looking forward to is spending half my day in the library! Strange right?! But I am SO looking forward to that. Omg omg omg, freak freak freak.

Hmm, I should stop. People don't like reading words so much. This post is so 'me me me' right now. I will post some pictures that have been due for weeks. Soon. Meaning, in a week or 2. 3? Ok, 4. ..5?

Anyway, here's a random picture. Miss the drama script days. :'( Best friends Sarah and Grace, split up across the country for 2 months now. :'(

Appreciating the fact that you wasted 30minutes of your life reading this post,

The Milkman.

HAHAHAHAHAHA. 30 MINUTES. NOOB.

Memories; Signifies..

.. The beginning of the end? Maybe not. Dah lah pass that laziness phase, will blog about old times spent together. Depends if anyone still bother to read this desolate blog. D-uh.

Happy times spent together.. At the beach.. A week before Kristine's departure to Adelaide.

Happy faces..



The warm smile of Paulina..



The.. vibrant?.. laughter of Grace..



The joyous.. Omfg, she's pissed. *runs away*



Friends.. :')

I don't know about other people but I really love the beach. You can never get tired of going there, even if you say you are. When you get a sniff of the pungent smell of barbequed chicken wing bones, heavy salt water air, and the occassional dead cat, you instantly feel you've been warped back into nostalgia. Been to the beach alot ever since I was a kid. You can never get tired of sand between your toes.

I will really miss it when I go to Kuching for my further studies. I doubt I can freely visit Damai Lagoon once the semester starts. I wonder if Grace, Paulina and Sharon will have time to go there with me once we're all settled in Kuching. I especially wonder what the people in Kuching will percieve us. Freaks from Miri undoubtedly. Who cares?..



Hah.. Getting lost in the driftwood and rubbish washed up on shore. Nothing else can tell you, 'you're where you wanna be'. In the end we lost Grace. She kept shouting but all we could see were twigs and branches. HAHAHA. Ok, not funny.



Yellow-Digi-gay-ass-man-in-oversized-spandex-suit-poser-pic. In all sizes! I wonder if we'll get sued.



Friends.. :)



Friend pointing at friend's privates really short jeans thingie while other friend stares. A pic for the album to show our kids next time.

They paksa'd me to take this really lame ass jumping pic of them because Kristine's camera was slow.



They really need to check-in into one of those homes for the happy people. I sponsor oso can. Visit them maybe twice a week?

I chia'ed them coconut juice at the end of the day. I think it was spiked because we were kinda hyper after that. Went on the spring-in-the-middle-thingie at the playground. Felt like my sambal stingray was going to fly out my mouth. Who knew girls can be so strong after a spicy meal. A tip for those impotent men out there. Feed your wives spicy sambal and belacan for a really 'fun' night. Urgh, that sounded so distasteful.

Ending my post with a picture of what nearly flew out my mouth.

Fucking rats up in the roof, literally. I think they're humping or something. Scared the shit out of me with their sudden scuffling, summore so late at night. Wan bing-bang do it in the garden la, where the dog can bite your gugus and pepets off.

Hits Me Right There.

I don't know if you feel what I do about this topic, but I feel sort of paranoid about it.

Leaving home..
For an extended period of time..
And being by myself everyday.

Kind of scares me now that I think about it. I guess I didn't appreciate the days spent in school, with everyone dealing with the same thing at the same time. Now friends go their seperate ways. After a year or two, some of us will completely lose contact with one another. Or so the adults tell us. There's MSN now, so things could be different. I wonder if I'll be proven right. I hope so.

Will be carrying out my further studies in Swinburne in Kuching. Taking up the foundation course for engineering/science. Not engineering science, but engineering OR science. I don't know, just wanted to point out that they're pushing subjects on us that aren't concentrated on particular career paths.

I won't be sharing a room with anyone when I start studying there. Hopefully I find a friend that's also in a single room with just a fan and I can share a room with them for aircond. I hope I can do well in class like everyone else. I know I won't be the best in any subject, but hopefully I'll maintain my above average achievements. It's how I like it: Not the best, but just enough.

I don't seem to be able to find any pictures of the campus. I guess I'll be blogging non-stop to fill in my free time in the beginning. I'm planning to join the student council or whatever. Anything to have an edge with the lecturers.. *cough* suckup~

Anyways, I guess this is it. Just typing out the emovariations of my life. I don't care if it's not a word or if you don't get what it means. As long as I do. Hah-



Blame the song I have been listening to for the past hour.

Forced Dedication Post. Wth..

Grace la. Paksa me to write a stupid dedication post for Kristine. 'Oopsieexx'

Ish, might as well write something while I'm logged on. StreamyX, fail me now, so I have an excuse not to write any longer. Nope, still working.

Kristine ah. Aside from Samuel, she's the only one that has been in the same class with me for 5 years. Don't know what that means but I can tell you we've have our fair share of fights every year la. One little known fact about her that only her friends know, she snores. Something to do with her sinus problem. Or so she says. Meheheheh.

I guess I'll post some random pics of her and tell you a little bit about her many personalities. I won't go all mushy like Grace or Pol, since we're the only ones left. All because I'm not that type anyway. And because she didn't pay me for it. :P

The Motherly Whale



No she's not. Not motherly at all towards us. More like the annoying big sister that sticks around kids like a leech. Slowly sucking the life out of them.

The Dramatic Whale



She's very dramatic. She actually likes to have her picture taken. But developed a phobia when I got my own camera to take pictures so she can't delete them once she gets home. This was taken at the waiting area at Pustaka Miri during the drama competition. We won 2nd place. The school that won was the school that hosted the event. So, you guess la.

The Perverted Whale



The picture kinds of says it all la.. No need further explaination. Gosh, she's going to kill me for this. Taken during the Addmaths break during the actual SPM examinations. Believe it or not we all spent our time there at the beach without studying at all.

The Angelic Whale



I think it was April Fool's day in heaven when God painted this 'angel'. So messed up. I don't think I've posted this picture before. This was taken back in the school hall when it was just her and me. So romantic. Why was I there?

The Camwhoring Whale



Likes to camwhore. Got chance, will camwhore. But what if she didn't bring her camera? She uses everyone else's. Taken in Coffee Bean. She didn't expect me to take a photo until she heard the click sound and tried to attack me so she could delete the photo.

The Hawt Butt Whale








So sexy right? :) If you want to contact her, don't hesitate to ask from me. But don't call me a pervert. I'm not into this kind of thing, lol. Taken in Parkson. Forgot what we did there. Most probably laughing at her picture.



The Shop-lifting(?) Whale








She uses the 'for testing' make-up for herself and runs out of the shop after she has her make-up done. Taken in The Body Shop at Parkson. Please be reminded, The Body Shop does not support the testing of cosmetics on animals. Therefore, no whales were harmed during the making of this photo.

The Buffed Up Whale








She has alot of exercise machines at home. About her using them, I have no idea. But she already looks pretty buff. You definitely can't knock her off her chair if you tried. If you know what I mean, heheh. Taken in the Boulevard exercise equipment store on Sarah's birthday.

The Self-concious Whale





Must check hair is beutipul onot before going into the driving law test with Paulina. Taken at myEG services centre. Over here we see her hair has been chopped off. She greatly hates it. She blames Alan & Serina.



I guess that's enough of her. My blog later kena hack by her or something. So I'm ending it here, with her in the signature escalator pic..








"Peace Out, B*tches."




From your partner in crime of the -Piinkz Anglesx Teamsxx-. Kawaii-nerhxx!

omg.....

For Those Who Can't Hear Me Say It.

First to depart, Belinda seems to have fit in just fine with the college crowd.

Headstrong, confident, beautiful,
She has most things going for her,
Will she remember those back home,
That waved goodbye behind glass windows?

She finds friends quickly and easily,
Speaks well in any language,
One with the talent to pick up fast,
Any language to suit her needs.

New friends smile widely in the pictures,
She stretches her arm to snap the photo,
We used to be the ones beside her,
As the camera flashes away the memories.

Dear Charlene was second to go, we did not see her off,

She shares no ill will towards us,
Even though we didn't say goodbye,
Sorry isn't enough to fill in the hole,
Of what should have been a happy farewell.

She stays in her room alone,
Greatly prefers it that way,
No one to disturb her as she studies,
But no one to keep her company.

She's doing fine and coping with stress,
Though there is competition to be dealt with,
They are no challenge for her,
The petite genius among old friends.

Sarah was next to say goodbye, she won't be coming back for the holidays.

As we all gathered at the airport,
A bunch of friends doing a silly dance,
She did not say very much,
Even when she walked through the sliding doors.

Saw her online a while ago,
Barely ten lines to say to us,
She says shes tired and wants to sleep,
She writes as tears flow down the staircase.

Many people miss her alot,
But this is no ordinary departure,
She won't be back during Chinese New Year,
But we'll wait patiently for another day.

I don't usually write in poem, or like to, in any case, but I can't write in full sentences or paragraphs what I feel right now when I think back about the times I've had with each individual person. I read their blogs, and that is pretty much what is left of our dwindling connection amongst each other. One person is happy and has adjusted well into her surroundings, another is plainly taking the slow and steady way of getting through, and the other had almost fallen into a crash and burn situation. Depression doesn't suit you, dear friend. Stay strong, we will all meet again someday. :)

I just hope it's soon..

Memories, Sweet Memories. [Part 1]

Seeing all these year-old pictures really reminds me of the good times spent with friends. Never can we do such things together again, or even with other people. Disappointing..

Take a look at a few, all in the hallowed grounds of Parkson Grand. :') *sniff*



This pic is kind of self-explanatory la. I had a free pen that was shaped like a syringe(the doctor needle thing, if your brain is a little lagging). Grace wants to be a nurse. A maternity nurse for that matter. Does she look like one? Seriously la. Grace, dear friend, U PHAIL! :O



I think the one on the left is Grace again, or a random shopper. The one in yellow is Lydia(when she was not a skinny biatch -_-), the other is Paulina in the white shirt. Both were racing to go McD, knocking over an old lady in the process. She ended up in the rubbish bin. Just kidding. Kind of enthusiastic le. Considering the nuggets look like 'puppy gold' and the fries go limp when you pick them up.



Another trademark escalator pic. From left to right: Sarah, Grace, Kristine, Paulina. Kristine so yong sui(directly translated into english means 'face problem') in this pic. But I suppose I owe her that because most pics I post that include her shows her ugly side. Hmm. Got ugly side ar? Actually whole surface area la. :) Aii LurBxx Euux Kriistiinkzz :) . Just kidding. Face problem ppl don't interest me. ;)



I was actually wondering why this pic made me laugh so damn hard the last time. Then I examined it past the hairy, green ball Grace was molesting, and saw Sarahs head on the bottom-left corner of the picture and had an inner 'hehehe'. It's kind of creepy the timing I took this pic. It's like she was deliberately pulled out of the pic and said something like, 'OMFG, PHOTO OPPORTUNITYYYYYYY-'



She deserves one for herself. :D I don't know how this is that funny. But if you imagine her saying, 'I'm so HOT!' when she posed for this pic, it's 'kinda' funny.. But really, she's pretty. Really. Really. Really!!!.. Now she's in KL. :( We mishus euu Sarah. :( Mishus Mishus Mishus. :(

Hais, now I'm all depressed. I've confirmed going to Kuching to study in Swinburne. Thank God Grace, Paulina and Sharon will be there as well. Will be just one year together till the middle of next year, but still, 'parting is such sweet sorrow'??

:( :( :( :( :(

I Have Found Insight..

Nah, just wanted a nice looking title. Lol?

I found ye olde pics. Will try to post soon.

o_o"

One For The Road.

The asphalt road to school,
Never again will we step,
In memory of what would have been,
Another great year together.

It seems, we'll never meet again. When I go to Kuching, I will post more. Compile all the best times of spontaniety shared among us. Secondary friends don't last forever, even if they will be the best you will EVER have. One by one, we will go our seperate ways, following the path to further education, our own families, or buisnesses.

If we cross paths, fate will not be so kind as to give us a moment with all of us together. Alas, life has taken another part of me, childhood friends, soon to be seperated forever. Will we stand the test of time, with the almighty internetious powers of MSN?

Let us weep and scowl, for what we have taken years to forge, will be taken down in just a few months. We thrust our fists at the air, hoping we will knock out some angel floating teasingly above our heads, and hold it for ransom, so as God will give us another year to spend together.

Will I be the undertaker to announce the date of the post mortem of the relationship between us? I shan't think of it. How will we meet, if all reason has been lost to meet up.

I shall think of Belinda if I need an attorney to represent a colleague who'd been raped.
I shall think of Charlene or Sarah if a gas pipe in the oil refinery is starting to leak.
I shall think of Kristine if anyone has a problem child so she can slap him some sense.
I shall think of Grace if I find a bluish-coloured baby crying in the alleyway.
I shall think of Chrispian if I wish to design a pornsite as another means of income. (No, I will not be the pornstar, idiot. I shall hire other people to do the humping.)

I'm not sure about the others. But I hope they think of me if... Hmm, what can I do?? Uh oh. Uselessness in advance~

Either way, everyone is doing what they want to be doing. Doesn't really matter to me. I really hope they use MSN frequently. I wonder why Sarah and Charlene don't want to be doctors. They can both get full scholarships. Instead they want engineering. :( THINK OF THE HURTING BABIES. :(

Aiyah. Really sad that all of us finally breaking apart. I hope we all get webcams and act stupid on it. Maybe if I could record them while they do it, and post it on Youtube. Wowies, I think I could be famous. Nickname: MiFrnzRWiurd

Sobbles.