Again.

I skipped chem test. Whoops.
What the heck, its just ONE question. ( pure unadulterated horror though..For me at least.)
So, anyway, i've been neglecting this blog for DaYs. Which means any mildly bloggable thought i've had has long since self-combusted.

But,forget that.

So , last night , i actually DROVE a car around BU4. For 2-3 whole rounds.( I could kill off russia's population with that amount of driving time. I mean, i have not even read the undang- undang book i have..)

Albeit some good/delusional samaritan decided to let me giv it a whirl.

I dont think i suck that badly, though i take turns like im driving with my feet wrapped around the steering-wheel and everytime i brake it causes enough inertia to lurch my pancreas into my trachea. Other than that, i think i've graduated from my days of DAYTONA-ING at ou .

BUT, i'll have to work on my road rage issues. Yesterday, some ass**le flipped me, sulin n egg sha the finger. That son of a *****. If I (not egg sha)was driving, he'd be in 'U.H.' now. ON DRIP.


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Yesterday started like this.

AND THIS IS..
Su lin and miki trying to inflict as much pain as humanly possible on egg sha's arm. And hui fen just gives her trademark '' i dont know why im on earth or in L6S3 '' look.

Then its off to the library where actual
science students actually study..Actually.

(In all of actuality, they're ACTUALLY screwing around while making it look like they're ACTUALLY revising. Which IS what ACTUAL science students actually ought to be doing in the very least.) (The irony of the saying on the beam though..)

And THIS is what you actually should NOT be doing in the library. Which actually is the complete 180 '' opposite of the prior picture. Actually.

By the way su lin, you look like that wolf eyeing that chicken out of that egg. (You know what i mean...)

Then, after some soul-numbing hours at the library carrying out our ever-so-vital roles in book wrapping( what would the library do without us?!), we headed home. At precisely this time. Which proves my theory on my bad luck. Not kidding. ( a story for a later date)

And before tuition, su lin (who works as a part-time coolie in bhp)cleaned egg sha's windscreen which was coated/encrusted in vomit consisting of a large ,extra cheese peperoni pizza from dominoes. The one egg sha ate for lunch.. Poor su lin. They dont pay you enough...By the way, thats a puke bag she's holding, thats how gross it is..)

Then off we went to tuition. Though i thought we would have died before we reached beacuse as far as im concerned, steering while sipping on vitagen isnt exactly 'safe driving'. I think THIS is what caused that guy on his motorbike flip us the finger.

And to top off the day (without revising for chem) was a ''discussion'' on what had happened to our sixth form funds/what food or budget we had planned for the farewell and what form of ragging we had in store for the seniors. Nothing was solved. Egg sha (sirap ais) was stoning/smsing. I(orange juice) was bullshitting. And kai ying(teh tarik or wtv the hell that is) jumped over the balcony and died.

There. This is what proper blogging should be, isn't it?

Nooo..* CONTINUED. In the middle. Really..*

So far, i've taken LOADS of pictures. Im talking 800000MBS worth of photo space!!


....ok maybe not

BUT, i HAVE taken SEVERAL pictures which i currently am UNABLE to upload due to certain circumstances and this has prevented me from editing suitable posts which i would then take and....post. A.k.a without any of my pictures im unable to....post.


BUT, waste not want not, so i'll summarize things into this sorry excuse of a PIC-LESS post.


I was cycling back home from sumwhere and apparently , i thought letting go of the bycicle bar handles for a nanosecond and balancing a package in both hands while pedalling wouldnt result in me being propelled over the front and drifting onto the tar road while gouging new holes into my body.... News flash.... IT DID. BUT, the saving grace is that the scratch is HEART SHAPED.
Which is so cool coz when it heals into an ugly pink (which it will) at least i'll have a ''WHERE IS THE LOOOVE??'' scar on my leg. But then again, i'll record the pain of having my flesh exposed when i upload a pic of it.

Trust me, it'll make you feel better... It'll make your whole''sucky day'' feel like you just won the lottery and anwar went to jail. (no hard feelings)..(you sodomiser)..(jkjk)


So, i just went to sushi zanmai...AGAIN...with SL and Egg-sha.
And we kena halau from karaoke and aracde coz we were in uniform. Like, wtc man. So putting off.
And egg-sha had chocolate fondue which i didnt take a pic of. Damn sayang. I know it tasted too thick and rich and she gagged the whole way as i forced her to finish it and we just screwed it away by playing with it in the end but, man, it lookd very cute.

The white bowl and the candle underneath it, i mean. AND I TOASTED A MARSHMALLOW ON THAT CANDLE.(the candle is to stop the chocolate from coagulating) Something i hav been dying to try since forever. Which sounds so ULU, i know. And the damn marshmallow actually caught fire. And i was like, ''we're consuming flammable material....ok..''

And we screwed out time in maths away. An hour flies by faster than a chicken-with-the-KFC-colonel-after-it-holding-cooking-utensils when you're laughing yourself into an endorphin induced coma.

And im so not done with this post yet.
Later.

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CONTINUATION STARTS HERE.. REALLY..


A continuation of this post as demanded by egg-sha.(who has clearly not been studying. I know egg-sha, cuz you have time to screw around here.)

(Thats right,... egg-head.)

Well, there really isnt anything to continue on with actually...

Granted, there arent any freshly uploaded pictures due to the fact Sul's modem had to get electrocuted and cease functioning causing me to lapse into my first case of bloggers-block since im depending on her camera for my recent photo supply.

So sue me if i can't come up with witty posts.

I AM lacking visual storytelling aids.

Plus,it takes such a toll on my almond-sized brain with it laboriously churning out post after posts. It's bound to have a nervous breakdown. ( I mean, it IS connected to the nervous system.. And i know that is so lame. )


But since i have nothing to rant about this time, and since you're here reading this anyway, give these topics a run through.


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Hmm....


1) *DECIDE WHETHER YOU THINK ANWAR IS OR ISNT GUILTY OF HIS SODOMY ALLEGATIONS.*
Or decide what YOU want to believe. Unless you dont give a damn whether Anwar contracts elephantiasis or not then i suggest you proceed to the next sentence..



2) *IMAGINE LIFE AT THE END OF THE YEAR.* Yes. Imagine that sweet,sweet future so full of suprises. Suprises like the price of petrol readying to launch itself to even greater height's. Yes. Imagine tightening your already needle-thin waist to further stretch your ringit to accomodate your current ' luxurious' lifestyle. 1 word. OUCH.


3) *WONDER WHY YOU THOUGHT I WOULD COME UP WITH MEANINGFUL QUESTIONS THAT YOU WOULD ACTUALLY SPEND TIME PONDERING ON*
I hope you didnt think so. That would be so misleading. And so...un-ME-ish.



4) *WONDER WHY EACH SENTENCE I FORMULATE APPEARS EXTREMELY LONG-WINDED, EXAGGERATED AND THE TOPICS ARE COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT AND JUMP FROM ONE SENTENCE TO THE NEXT.*
Yes again. I realise every sentence i type look like they were written by J.K ROWLING high on crack with a 2B pencil up her ass.



5) *WHY YOU'RE STILL READING THIS POST EVEN THOUGH YOU CAN TELL IM POSTING FOR THE SAKE OF POSTING WITHOUT SUFFICIENT BLOG-WORTHY MATERIAL.*
Yes once again.. What IS wrong with you?
Honestly.
Is there really nothing else in your life you would like to accomplish instead of sitting here...reading this? At this very moment? Like now? Like 2 seconds ago reading 'Like now?' Time is not money. Why? Because it cannot be priced. But that doesnt mean it is worthless. Or of no value. It simply is PRICELESS. But it also doesnt mean it costs a fortune. No. It just means you are merely wasting it away while reading this..



6)* REALISE THE FACT THAT I HAVE REACHED NEW LEVELS OF HIPOCRISY.* ( as if you'd bother, though)
Yes. I havent revised either, egg-sha. Evidently. Since I AM screwing around here.
But, as if YOU arent.


7) *WONDER ON WHAT TO WONDER ABOUT WHILE WONDERING WHY YOU WONDERED TO WONDER ABOUT WONDERING.*

Yea man..XD

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Ok. I think that's enough bull. For today. Hopefully future posts will not deviate from the standard norm of blogging.


Then again, 'hoping' is a futile act proving that one is powerless in a situation and is unable to act in order to influence the outcome.

See what i mean...

Forget it.


Later.

I've realised lately i've fallen into the category of lame, uninspiring bloggers who do nothing more than complain about themselves (lamely) and the miseries their lives bring them daily.

Like, what the hell do i care about the stupid sushis people eat or whether they've studied?
(a.k.a me. Hypocrisy alert. Im so totally aware. Really...)

And what the hell do i care about where i've gone, who i've seen, or what i've done? It all feels ridiculously exaggerated.
(And I used the excuse of ''a diary safe from prying eyes'' to make myself start a blog...)

Which ended up being smally accessible to. Which sounds so lame once again as it contradicts my initial purpose..



And which again sounds like im complaining about complaining...


Which makes everything sound worse...


So, i think it'll do my MUET good if i start ATTEMPTING more constructive posts.


However, i am just utterly unfammiliar with the ability some have to manufacture blogs that scream the titles 'INSPIRING!', 'FOOD-FOR-THOUGHT!' - like, 'INTERESTING!', 'DRAMATIC!!' and for some... ''CONTROVERSIAL!!!'' ( for elite bloggers only).

After all, my vocabulary isnt on par with modern english linguists. At most, my kopitiam, teh-tarik, mamak-like english with grammatical errors spanning from Europe to South East Asia somewhat prevents me from unleashing an army of jaw-dropping, mind-boggling, and tongue-twisting posts which would remain in the hearts and minds of bloggers. No. In fact, the plethora of knowledge i posses barely fills a 1.5 litre SEAMASTER mineral bottle . And THATS stretching the truth.


And which leaves me having no more time left over to end this post with a witty remark or two as i've wasted my remaining time blithering about nonsensical things and flying off topic. And now my time at this cc is up. Till tmrw.

Tastes like crap, looks like chicken.

After watching WANTED(which rox) , we stopped at sushi zanmai (which is putting sushi KING out of business).

Soft shell crab. Not mine. Looks weird.

EBI TEMPURA! The ultimate tempura of tempuras! But it was soggy...

And by the time i rmbrd to take a pic of my unagi it lookd like this...

A bowl of ramen .Yuck...

The conclusion is...i have screwed another day away. And i am trynig to prevent my parents from dragging me to penang..again. Pn. Tiong made it clearthatwhomsoevermissesherclasses...

Like...chem practicals are not to be missed. No options. No kidding.

As if i'd dare. And samadstarz finals will be on tuesday anyway so no way im going to penang... Its way too entertaining, what with the way they sing..by god its funny. And i try to tahan laughing in front of them what with being a 'judge' and all but ...omg...im human...

F

GET SMART is like...lame. So not funny... And i just watched hancock...

And its just as UN-funny. .God..

SO lame...

Tests starting soon..

Whateverla..

Getting lectured like shit..

Went to watch GET SMART with aik sha without permission. Almost got caught letting myself in at night.

Trying to incorporate nerdiness in life..Having a date with physical chem as soon as possible..

Still dont know what crap to buy for seniors squash farewell..

Budget for sixth form farewell, and the idea of me holding it.....god...

Hmm..

Ok. I missed the maths test. Thank god..But i feel the guilt.

Theres no way in hell i could have done that test anyway. The shisha session last night was too much . I got home and vomited after the watermelon/pineapple shisha sucking. I puked my orange juice and green apple which made my vomit taste like some fruit PUNCH combo.. NOT refreshing.

Plus later, im going to school . How can i skip the first day of librarian duty? With our new president, i'd be fired in the space of time it takes to sneeze. Even slackers draw the line somewhere.

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So, too bad some lala freak has to go bak down under and left alredi today. (Next time use ''FC AIRLINES:NOW EVERYONE CAN FLY!'')

It was strange seeing your face HY. But, thank god you didnt develop a steve irwin accent.

Still the same, old, retarded HY. Dont emo if you can help it cus it makes me kek-sim . Like, ME telling YOU not to emo.Worth listening to right? Lol. The world is inside-out, upside-down and all around.

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nd i wasted today sleeping...

All the maths and chem i dont understand is piling up...

Chem test is COMING SOON...

Going out later to watch GET SMART...

Late show...going without permission...

Never revise for tommorow's chem tuition...

All the unfinished h/w

I am so dead...

Procrastination.

Monthly maths test. Tommorow. It'll be one sweat-soaked, heart wrenching, nerve-wracking,
eye-popping, vitreous humour splashing bloodbath HOUR of CHAPTER 1 AND 2 Math S!!!. At least for the ones who didnt revise for it. The slackers...A.K.A ME. A.K.A the ppl who aren't NERDS. And here i am. Still. Typing about it. And not studying. And typing about not studying for it. And typing about typing about not studying for it . And typing about typing about typing about..whatever. I am in knee-deep shit at the moment and im contemplating the possibility of skipping school tommorow..


Since Aik-sha provides transportation to ensure my ass arrives in school every morning i feel i am able enough to bullshit some story(that she'll eat) to explain the reason i wont be dragging my carcass over into class and FLUNKING ( a.k.a handing up ONE empty foolscap paper to Pn. ....forgot her name... which will cause her to go into immediate cardiac arrest upoun marking it. The same fate which befell Pn. Shan. Poor add maths teacher...i know why you looked tearful everytime you saw me..You felt like sobbing for my ONE-DIGIT add math papers...) the entire paper.

Plus i've been screwing my precious time away this whole week. What with all the after school activities.. Plus went yam-cha-ing 2 nites in a row. Going for 3~!
Ok....I am so dead.

But as consolation, it was a beautiful evening just now. The sun was a little brighter, the breeze a little faster and my neighbours dog didnt smell like a dead rat so much. (One day i'll vomit cornflakes in front of the bugger's face to show him his dog's smell can be patented and sold to iraq to be used in chemical warfare...) Which sobers me up ~.~. Makes me not take things for granted..~.~to enjoy life more..like..to enjoy life... WITHOUT STUDYING FOR UNECESSARY MONTHLY TESTS!!!! XD XD

Hahaha. Yeah man. XP
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Just to note, today in bio class me n miki found out we dont have any cheek cells. I scrapped my inner cheek til it bled and in the end i end up staring at aik sha's numerous cheek cells because mine just wont materialise on the slide. THE END.

Muahaha.

Muahahaha. A NEW FRESH BLOG. . . Lazy la..