dear mei,i dont thnk the uhu glue is sticking much.im not so sure why im stil forcing the pieces to stick together though.next time im using elephant glue.or just scotch tape. oh and my bestest best friend in the wholdest widest world (or apparently so) is back from sydney
so its the weekend before my semester exam and i decide to blog for a god knows why reason.god knows a lot of things.
im the sort of person who looks up at the sky and smile and tel myself "Wow,god did that" .i had a friend(or rather have a friend.bt shes not in kl and i dont talk to her much anymore because of the time diffference not that i actually Do want to talk to her,are u reading this serene?)who would look at the sky after my comment about how its so beautiful and go "the birds look like ants in the sky".And INDEED ur right,she is one of those bimbos who cant differentiate between a feathered creature with wings and the tiniest insect alive.ching and i are glad to have gotten rid of her.oh wait,yes the painful truth is tht she left Us,bt its better if we put it the other way around and say we never really wnted her.
and if ur reading this serene,i dont blady hell miss u.go have fun with ur hyde park and snow.ive got ai ching and a whole street of kopitiams!in fact you should be grteful tht ur name is still bng mentioned in my blog.
sha is such a bitch isnt she.i'll wait and see if serene gets me any nice souveniers from uk.then maybe id have a change of heart.wink.
(*serene,dont cry u know how i am,im only kidding)
(**serene u just got punk'd! i wasnt kidding!)
okay la, i know i sound like an insane moron here.
i just have this Thing for the inifinite beauty of nature. and fyi,i have Not been studying my keats so its not the whole romanticsm thing influencing me in any way.
so ive been sick this week.total effing hell.i hate being sick.when ur nose is al blocked up,u actualy want to smell the shit body odour left from the previous class just so u can go "AHHH,i can breathe!"
its like bliss.
okay okay not close enough to bliss.. or tht intense happiness u get just knowing hes yours.
or will be yours..soon..if u hope and pray and flirt hard enough.i make myself seem utterly desperate.im Not.i already have what i need,and more.
yeah right.
humans can only want for more.
i mean here i am,happy and content and being thankful and sentimental
and then steven gerrard comes on to play a match and im like "Noooo why is he older and marriedd!?"
actually ok fine no,im not lke tht.disgusting la,i dont know how i'll tahan having a beau with such a thick thick horifying accent.i mean ,it Seems sexy.bt after days and days of listening to the angmohness i know i'l eventually dump him for Not saying la..lah.
im nt being a bloody racist here..or an accent-ist.im just giving a personal opinion lyk how everyone else does on their blog.rant rant rant about life and love and issues.only kepo people read blogs la.i mean seriously,Who cares.if ur not kepo,u wouldnt care.
most bloggers are all blady cheong hei people.u got so much time to read meh?
like my blog,noone is reading this right now cos after a few lines in a post,someone goes "shit weird it doesnt make any sense".although if someone IS reading this right now ,i congratulate u.i wouldnt read a blog lyk mine.
id kepo the pictures la.laugh at the camwhores.bt the whole paragraphs of words..id skip skip skip.
bloggers arent best selling authors.they're just poyol writers with nothing better to do.and they enjy being so.at least,i do.just shows how shit strange the world is,right.i mean Why do u bother putting up something tht the whole world has excess to,but nt evn 1% of the world reads.
unless ur like those macho bloggers.bt we can leave the macho bloggers.there are more unmacho bloggers than macho ones.
i should hope so anyway.
i hate fisherman's friend.what sort of brand name is that? Im not a fisherman,ur not my friend.ur this edible object that cures my cough.why call urself fisherman' s friend when i can bet no fisherman actually buys you.they prb look at u and go "haha,i dont friend u!"
sha's out of inspiration and my mom wants me to literally crawl the whole house to search for her cookbook.this meaning not using the right time to study.if i fail,its because of this cook book,i swear.
so forgive her.bt dnt forget her.
nt that u can anyway.
love is stronger than hydrogen bonds.
