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Ugh. It's been aeons and aeons and millenia ago since I updated this thing, I think. Time now is 11:30, and I feel like GOO.

The reason why I'm feeling so, it's the A.Maths that's killing me! Tests, tests and more tests! Alamak, everyone just dieded already I think. Why the hell is the time moving so fast when I'm only in sec 4?! This is damn frustrating!

Anyway. Flunked the chem common test. Already expected that anyway. What suprised me was the fact that I didn't get a single digit. Humph. Not that it matters anyway, I still flunked the test. Miss Wee hissed and hissed and reminded us that the O level are very near.

Duh. It's like freaking clockwork- one teacher to another! Oh, The Horror!

That lame Oprah Show was on Friday, like, finally! Was so unlucky that that Friday I had to bring tonnes of stuff to school. Ugh. Was changing inside the toilet when I heard Mrs Goh's voice talking and talking...in the wee hours of the morn! Goodness! What was she thinking?

Then they said that my voice was slang abes.. Was it? I thought I still had that yerks mat-ish accent. Haha. That means my diction has improve. You want stress, I give you stress!

On the way to the mosque. Had loads of time to talk crap on the bus. Then that yellow guy (Nazrin should know what I mean here) just had to always BE on the bus that I was taking, everytime! Why wasn't I spared!!

NP was tres tiring this week-had to lug those mark 4/5 rifles around with the drills and all. Very the heavy lah, considering needing to do the hormat to some SSC member, then waiting for him to finish walking that looooooong line to the hall. Alamak.

The debrief session was getting on my nerves. Had to smile all the way through. They were talking about all the stuff, and the way they were responding were like fericking primary schoolers.

Had a chill out session at the Kopitiam. Not exactly coffee at Starbucks, but 2 glasses of Bandung did the right trick.

All right. I'll stop here.

I can't believe it's been a month in school already. It's so stressful to be a secondary four.

I'll be blogging back, but not that daily. Once or twice a week. I'm trying my best to cut down ok.. give me some slack!

fuck.fuck.fuck.

I've been using that word lately. I'm really getting fed-up these days, more often than usual. Bloody mood swings. I get fed-up at everyone whose blocking my way.

Thing is, I pent it all up. Why? Beacause I have the guts to piss and curse people off for no idiotic reason.

Speaking of idiotic reasons. Some people are simply IDIOTIC! STUBBORN AS A BLOODY TOAD! LAZY BUMS! PAMPERED ASSHOLES!

It's just so frustrating, when you've plan everything nicely, and then it becomes shit. Shit happens. Yeah. I know. What the devil were you thinking. You need my help, I gave it. I need your help, you ran. And by the ways. Not talking about butterfly hurh.

FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!

SHIT LAH! Why the hell must they have the camp this fucking early?!!!

Damn. Damn. Damn.

Anyways. Os are coming. Another PROBLEMMMMMMMMMMMM! FCUK LAH!

Congratulate me!

I am a proud new owner of a beautiful BLUE iPod nano!

Woohoos!

Anyways. Fed-up over the bad use of english on someone's blog. Tsk tsk. Using big big BIG words to disastrous ends..

Will some rich guy just will his own fortune to me?! Because getting a Senheiser's is like going to cost me a bomb..

Just read this idiot's friendster profile. Not to diss off God or anything, but it just makes me laugh out loud! He thinks that he's very holy to God so that's why he's e-mail is something holy @ hotmail. com.

What the hell (no pun intended) does he think he is? Like we want to know about his divinity. A truly eye-rolling moment!

With his backstabbing moments and an equally backstabbing mouth (I think you should know who he is now.), he considers himself DIVINE?! I mean, more like the Devil's Divinity rather than the Big One's. Please lah, go and f*k yourself.

And that ridiculous bag he tags around. Bleagh. Makes me puke. Somebody call the fashion police! He needs to be locked up forever.

Actually, the truth is, he just needs to look around and value to importance of friends. Doesn't he?

Once again-No names mentioned. There could be a million people with this kind of character.

The time is now 11pm.

And I suddenly have the inspiration to blog. Been wanting to say this for a long time already, but really not sure on how subtle to put it.

Subtle may not be the word, I dunno, my mind's just a great glob now.

Anyways.

There's this show on Channel 5 that just ticks me off whenever I see it. No names mentioned. Though I would really love to do so, I just say that la femme who hosts it is just another Harpo wannabe.

I mean like, what's the freaking point on having discuss on being too nice? TOO NICE?! That's a fucking stupid topic! What the hell is la femme doing?! A show on being TOO NICE?! Honestly, really, empathy is just something that we can't train or will away with some dumb boot camps or such.

Anyway. Oprah's the REAL DEAL. I like her. She's like Galadriel. Ha ha, lousy comparison, I know, but it seems like Galadriel's my archetype for powerful women with such-whatdoyoucallit-hmm, I dunno, je ne sais quoi , maybe? Haha. Who knows, Oprah might just be a powerful sorceress or something. Okay, back to earth. Why Galadriel? Maybe because I wasn't born in Wizard of Oz era or maybe simply I'm splattering nonsense, since I'm living on bought time now.

Oh yeah-bigorexia? What the devil is bigorexia?! I mean, come on! Playing on cheemanology to rope in the crowds. La femme should be ashamed!

And oh yeah. WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND GIVES OUT A FREAKING ZUNE TO THE AUDIENCE?!!! AND ALSO A MIGHTY FINE DIGITAL CAMERA?!!!! FOR FREE!!

I hope they have to pay taxes or something. Ha!

Ellen's video of the kitten fighting the dog is funny. Hee! The baby video is uber-cliched already.

OH MY GOD.

I've just realised this-my hair in Bintan looks like an untamed bush! Yerks! Serious faux pas man.

My face looks like crap too.

As always.

Maybe I need to look serious more.

Andy- Na beh lah! DAMN YOU! :)

You cheeky.. go tag like that one..

This blog is finally updated.

I loathe the holidays. There's no difference between normal school days and the holidays. Why the hell do they give us tens of thousands of homework?!

I fear the year 2007. I hate O levels! DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!