Calvin is a too-free dude with too much time on his hands than he knows what to do with. That and the fact that nobody will go watch movies with him! HARRRRRHARRRRHARRRR! Okay no la, sorry for ffk-ing. :D
5 Reasons Why I Blog:
#1 : I have too much randomness and quirkiness that I cannot express in real life for fear that I will be alienated and committed to a mental institution. So it spills over to writing.
#2: I have practically no life. So I spend whatever free time I have online. Or sleeping. Or falling asleep while online. So #1 just happens to be a convenient outlet.
#3: Er. It's useful to remind myself of what I used to be like. I usually avoid reading past entries from long ago because I just feel like slapping myself. But yes, it's like many many benchmarks of what I used to be, what I have become and perhaps also an indicator of what I may be.
#4: I like the idea of owning something personal, can?
#5: ... Um.. I like.. to.. put my pictures can!?! Eh no la, I like to show off my pretty pretty friends :D
Omg, everytime I read about online feuds between people like.. er.. Xiaxue and all her commenters and whatnots, I always thought "Eh quite mo liu. Her blog let her say what she wants la. So emo, like kill your kitten like that burn your family shit on your car liddat. Jeesh". And now. BWAAAAHAHAHAHH. Someone slap me can? But if everybody's going to be so high and mighty about everything, let them think what they want la. I'm gonna brush it off, everything also got some over the top comment, jeeesuuuusss, LET'S THINK OF PENANG!
yes
PENANG!
Wheeeeee. 22 days left.
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Monday, April 23, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
2239
Think Think Think
bad for brain.
I don't feel like celebrating anything to do with my birthday this year. At least not right now. Last year I had a great time, great food, great company,flowers, awesome presents, sleepover, skanky sitting on lap photos.. ahhhh.. If I can't top that this year I don't even want to try.
Btw, thanks for the card jie. I'm going to think that you were too busy to actually go buy one, but hey, it's the thought that counts. Although I have to say, when I saw separate cards, I thought I would be getting more than one signature *ahemahem*. Hehe, joking la joking.
Anyway, it's happened again. But as usual nothing will come out of it. No good no good no good. Don't think. Be content. Omg, why am I blogging like Rosie O Donnell.
And on a final pissy note. OMFG. How the hell did the whole district know??? I mean, if you say the Family, okay la, understood, I was close to most of them, but why la. My life is so nothing to talk about, suddenly I find out about this 3 years later. Can jump off Kurnia.
I mean, come on. The DISTRICT.
I cannot let this be. Must must must settle. Yes, it was 3 years ago, and it shouldn't matter now, and yes, it doesn't affect me since we're in totally different social circles. But JENGJENGJENG, I have principles. And still that bit of pride left. Cannot cannot cannot let people think like this about me. Must do damage control!
The DISTRICT WEI!!
bad for brain.
I don't feel like celebrating anything to do with my birthday this year. At least not right now. Last year I had a great time, great food, great company,flowers, awesome presents, sleepover, skanky sitting on lap photos.. ahhhh.. If I can't top that this year I don't even want to try.
Btw, thanks for the card jie. I'm going to think that you were too busy to actually go buy one, but hey, it's the thought that counts. Although I have to say, when I saw separate cards, I thought I would be getting more than one signature *ahemahem*. Hehe, joking la joking.
Anyway, it's happened again. But as usual nothing will come out of it. No good no good no good. Don't think. Be content. Omg, why am I blogging like Rosie O Donnell.
And on a final pissy note. OMFG. How the hell did the whole district know??? I mean, if you say the Family, okay la, understood, I was close to most of them, but why la. My life is so nothing to talk about, suddenly I find out about this 3 years later. Can jump off Kurnia.
I mean, come on. The DISTRICT.
I cannot let this be. Must must must settle. Yes, it was 3 years ago, and it shouldn't matter now, and yes, it doesn't affect me since we're in totally different social circles. But JENGJENGJENG, I have principles. And still that bit of pride left. Cannot cannot cannot let people think like this about me. Must do damage control!
The DISTRICT WEI!!
Friday, February 02, 2007
Names
I've been called a lot of things before; bitch, idiot, yada yada the usual. This is the first I've ever been called a whore though. Am not liking it. After an initial stage of being left to get through it in a locked bathroom seething in fury, I eventually made myself go to sleep after God knows how long. And woke up with swollen eyelids. Bloody hell.
When I was younger, I often fantasised about packing things up in my baby blanket and running away. Now I just have very strong urges to grab Jun's keys and going off anywhere. I would be a homeless Joe with a car for a bed. I'd take along my laptop and leech off Starbuck's wifi. Hah, I'd be the epitome of 21st century homeless person. One who blogs.
As if I haven't got enough on my plate for the second consecutive worst week ever, the Cat's angry at me. Admittedly I can't blame it because the cat's got an ego with a gravity pull of its own, so it probably can't handle being shouted at. But still, to call my nose a piggy nose... VERY sensitive topic. I'd apologize but I suck at apologies, especially this one because I think my reaction was warranted, if slightly over the top. Ah well, no space or emotional capacity to handle it right now.
The only good news so far : I didn't yell at Creative. I called them after a nap so I was slightly stoning. Gonna pick up the battery...sometime soon. They better not screw me over.
When I was younger, I often fantasised about packing things up in my baby blanket and running away. Now I just have very strong urges to grab Jun's keys and going off anywhere. I would be a homeless Joe with a car for a bed. I'd take along my laptop and leech off Starbuck's wifi. Hah, I'd be the epitome of 21st century homeless person. One who blogs.
As if I haven't got enough on my plate for the second consecutive worst week ever, the Cat's angry at me. Admittedly I can't blame it because the cat's got an ego with a gravity pull of its own, so it probably can't handle being shouted at. But still, to call my nose a piggy nose... VERY sensitive topic. I'd apologize but I suck at apologies, especially this one because I think my reaction was warranted, if slightly over the top. Ah well, no space or emotional capacity to handle it right now.
The only good news so far : I didn't yell at Creative. I called them after a nap so I was slightly stoning. Gonna pick up the battery...sometime soon. They better not screw me over.
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