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Ellewellow all you lovely fellows,

Parents and siblings have all gone to Phuket 'til Friday.

I've got the whole house plus 2 maids and a driver (until 8pm unless notified).

Pick me up PICK ME UP PICK ME UP I'M SO BORED.

I'm so bored I'm assigning ringtones for specific people.

I'm so bored I'm thinking of dating again.

I'm so bored men and women seem more interesting.

I'm so bored...

Oh, and I just remembered updates for next year's summer vacation plans:

Bali

Rainforest Music Festival in Sarawak

Yes, even if it's just a one week break between terms, the Rainforest Festival is usually on a weekend so I'm still going.

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I gotta tell you guys how up there you guys are after the recent "Didn't-get-my-life's-script-omgz" ditty.

You guys are way up there. Like seraphims or something.

*Smirk*

Now then my bitchery apparatus (a.k.a PDA phone) is not being used appropriately...

CALLMECALLMECALLME!

hahaha...

One day I shall be able to do a Viking hair knot... one day...

*Mr. Burns finger twitchy thingy commences*

bruahahah....

Add on:

I'm. So. Bored. I'm. Thinking. Of. Dating...

Le sighhhhhh...

Tomorrow on the blorg:

... Next year's vacation plans.

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I want all my friends to be powerbitches or Bossmans in 10 years or less so we can go out for lunches and dinner and be all important and stuff.

Yes, powerbitches rock.

Actually, I just want everyone to get to where they want to be in life. If it makes them happy being a bum then so be it.

I will support your decisions whatever they may be, friends, because I love you all.

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I think I'll make brownies tomorrow...

Quote of the day, by me:

"Just like you, I can also be anticlimatic."

Yes, I can.

Btw, I'm feeling narcassistic.

Saya hawt.

ngeh ngeh ngeh.

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"Hey, did you get that thing I sent you,?"

- Peter Potamus

Meme tiiiiiiime!

If you enjoyed your high school years, you'll do it.
If you have nothing else to do, you'll do it.
If you're here to read the questions/answers and pretend to hate to do it, deep down you'll still do it.


::Biography::

1) Which school did you go to?
MIGS preluded by SSISKL

2) What classes were you
1 Jebat, 2 Jebat in SSISKL and then 3R, 4R, 5R in MIGS

3) What was/were your favourite lesson(s)?
English... cos I didn't do jack shit in that class! hahahaha...

4) If you could remember, what time was your recess?
10:40AM for Break and I forgot what time Lunch was. I think almost everyone had highlighted the "B" and "L" sections of their timetables though because it was oh so important that we go eat/play basketball/play fooball/rag juniors/buy candy/rag teachers/go Tanjong/go ampang point.

I cant remember the times for SSISKL... too vague.

5) List down your favourite food/snacks.

HONEY STARS!!! yeas that was the absolute shizz in MIGS...

In SSISKL it was nasi lemak and whatever the vending machine decided to bless me with... oh and Nescafe susu!

::Student Life::

1) Did you have a nickname way back in high school?
Roosemoose, rosey, Aisher, Sha, Babe... so many many many many many!

2) How did you wear your socks?
Like a person... they were ankle socks...

3) Have you been suspended due to the way you put on your uniform?
Nope but I was one of those kids who never tucked in the shirts, always forgot to wear ties/badges... and was friends with prefects. hahahahaha...

4) Were you given plenty of reminders about your appearance?
Yes... by the teachahs!

5) Who did you look up to when you were in high school?
Anyone taller... cos I was short... and still am... hhahahah...

::Punishments::

1) Name one memorable scene where you were punished in front of the whole class.
well, I was talking when suddenly one short cikgu attacked me with a stack of exercise books and sent three of us out of the class for misbehaving.

2) How many times did you skip class? What were you doing?
well i went to class then ran out in the middle under the pretext of "toilet" and bummed around in the canteen... hahahaha... yeas, I is made of win. But that was only sometimes sebab saya budak baik dan pelajar berhemah, yo. *cough* HAHAHAHHAHA...

3) Give one scene where you escaped from being caught/punished?
In a day of the life of a semi crippled kid, I is blessed. hahahahahah...

4) Did you vandalize any school property?
mebbeh... I'm not telling youuuuuu...

5) Did you ever make any teacher cry?
One of my classmates made a teacher quit. funniest. moment. EVER!

::School Staff::

1) Who was your favourite teacher?
Ms Noor! Chemistry teacher. :D

She's awesome.

2) Describe your HM
What's a HM?

3) Who was the funniest/weirdest/loudest teacher?
hmmmm... I cant recall...

::Social Circle::

1) Were you popular back then?
I was the normies. well, the abnormies... hahahahah

2) Were you in a big group of boys/girls or small ones?
Decent sized group of boys and girls... :D

3) Who were your best friends?
oh many many...

4) Did you and your friends have nicknames?
tonnes... which i shall not lay down here cos i'm lazy.

5) What were your favourite memories of you and your friends?
All throughout highschool!

::Co-curricular Activities::

1) What type of CCA were you in?
I was in Pandu Puteri for a while to piss of my lects then when i moved to MIGS I was in various committies. hahaha... cannot keep still.

2) What did you have to bring to your CCA?
myself, my thoughts.

3) What did your CCA required you to do?
brianstorm kot?

4) Got injured?
nope!

::Closing Ceremony::

1) How did high school change you?
It made me realise that not everyone from every school is a douchebag... Just the ones I had to grow up with in grade school. ngeh ngeh ngeh...

2) Sing one verse of your school song.
Like the sun that shines,

And rises in the east,

And like the precious pearl so priceless and beautiful...

3) What was your favourite question?

"Exam hard ah miss/sir?"

You can never go wrong with that one! hahahahaha...

4) Who/what will you remember from your high school?
Library/P.E./Break periods

5) Any memories you will not forget?
tooooo manyyyyyyy...

-End!

So it turns out that I am not the only one the universe is repeatedly stabbing at. Bloghopping means you find another x-number of people who are being poked repeatedly by the fat fingers of the universe.

Fat. Universal. Fingers.

HA!

I went on a snickerdoodle yelling match on the sekret blog though I don't think 'yelling' would be the approriate noun... More like a flurry of typing... Angry flurry of typing and a barrage of onometopoaeic (had to google that one...) outbursts of 'blaargh's and 'sajsgdkhfjkgjdsgdh's.

How fitting.

Life tires someone who's head never shuts up. The constant flurry of thought from the moment I open my eyes in the morning until the time I lay my head to sleep at night. It promotes my already distinct ire and cynicism towards the human condition. How easily one is misdirected, how much easier one is judged by ones looks, behaviour or the clothes one wears. It's even worse when the world expects you to be what is portrayed by the media. Those select few who choose to be the wolves amongst a sea of sheep are hardly spared the open end of a shotgun.

Fire! Shoot down the wolves who threaten the very existence of a media based, government controlled environment. Gun them all down mercilessly.

They gag me, tie me up. The poetry one calls life brings less and less meaning as years go by. It's mustard gas for the psyche.

I sit and think of how much easier my life would be if I had just followed the flock into greener pastures. Conformed to the whims of everyone, everything. Be just another face in the crowd. Then the thought escapes me as I remember how much the Plastics irk me.

Hang on a second, I just coughed a bit and in the process bit the inner part of my left cheek. Owwie-owww...

I'm also wondering why, in my second trimester, floating around in the yucky bits of my mom's uterus, I didn't get a copy of my life's script. It's either that or I hadn't bothered to read it. Surely it's the former and not the latter as I assure you I would've read the damned thing and probably would have an inkling as to what I'm supposed to be doing on this blasted plane. It seems as though Theinvisiblemaninthesky is just pulling my strings.

I had asked Theinvisiblemaninthesky one too many times what he wanted with me, why I was put here on this delightable planet, why I was even in an ever brooding existance... All I got as feedback was rain or silence. Most of the time silence.

To say that one has had enough of life is a lie. I am not afraid of death nor do I think about anything in particular when the word pops up but I don't think now would be a good time to kick the proverbial bucket as I have too much to do left. It's a shame, still.

I think I need a hug.

Classes as usual for the next three months.

Prince is a ponce. Why?

(actually, you, dear readers, might not get it either...) :|

Prince:

You do know my name right?

Wil:

Yep.

But what do you want us to call you?

'Mister Prince'?

'Sir'?

Me:

or 'Formerly Known As'?

The bugger left... :(

How can anyone not get the reference to the awesome musical icon that is Prince?!?!?!

hampehh....

It's one of those weeks where I can't keep my head wrapped around anything else.

Me:

*serious

*he's just so cool!

**squee*

Mo:

*omg

*u sound like a fangirl

*he's just so cool!

*squee*

Me:

*okay okay rephrase

*he is almost the posterboy in my head

*i cant bring myself to destroy the silly little fantasy on the event that he is an utter douche.

That's the truth.

It's hard to go to the point of no return when the little ditties in your head are so much prettier.

You give yourself 2987978547687980291984761848 reasons not to go for it.

UNhunting?

I just remembered this...

True story.

A:

Hey, B, I have this American chewing gum I want you to try...

*hands B a flavoured condom*

*B takes the flavoured condom, unwraps it and chews slowly*

hahahahahhahahahahahahahhahaha...

I have to say that I think I'm getting withdrawal symptoms from being layaned for 3 full days.

Damn you attention whore. DAMN YOU...

I will be retaking PD2.

'Cos I know I will fail.

:|

Thankyou Invisiblemaninthesky for making the West Coast M'sia Roadtrip a success.

Not a GRAND success but I guess it was enough under ssuch short notice.

XD

Singing Queen songs in the car = EPICCCCCC!

On the way up Penang Hill.

L to R; T to B:

Syaz, Junes,

Me,

Dan.

This is called malas nak properly update about the trip with pictures just yet.

I will... Eventually.