i'm back. (imagine that in arnold swas tone.)
my house stinks of baygon.
and well, yah, just wanna declare that i'm not at home now. not in the internetless office too. m actually at my cousin's place. she's out, so i'm taking advantage of her computer. hee.. sorry yah ah ying jie jie. hee..
well, for the past few days i'm commited numerous murder cases. both as assist murder and murderer. with baygon and my bare hands.. i've killed sooooo many off them. cause they are so desperately after me, kissing me whenever i sit down, stone, doze off, sleep at night, naked in my toliet. those freaking mosquitoes!
i guess it's the hot weather.. good breedin period for them or maybe their brains been burnt they're going crazy. i mean the mosquitoes.
and yes. i haven't been MIA.. really.. i typed in a horribly long entry, sumbitted it (bout a week ago?).. and the stupid blogspot kinda burnt it's own brain too. messed up my entry. that's so FINE.
and yah.
i found MOOD RINGS!!! i'm soo happy. and they actually work! i wear to work everyday (on my ring finger.. to feel attached.. and on my thumb when i'm out of office to declare that i'm available. and i didn't post about valentine's day? that's so great, cos i really totally forgot about it. hah.). hui! it works! changes from black to blue, to green, to yellow to brown. never seen it red though (red's anger. and my life now is so very emotionless..)
results will be out soon. and it'll be time for uni application. and good news for those engineering and science and blah blah blah students.. you just gotta sit there shake leg and wait for your results, and maybe go to church more often or the temple, or the mosque, or better.. all of them, then tada! good results jump up and cry. bad results cry and jump down. end of story.
and for poor little me, and the rest who has to hand in portfolios and stuff... we rack our brains and crap pouch and idea pouch to finish our application requirements before the deadline. and for amateurist me.. i have to go around asking all those design students, the school's helpline about how things should be done and worry shitless bout whether my work is too amateurist.. and not just worry, but prepare myslef for the worse case senario that i won't be admitted into the school..
*note: those who have gotten As, Bs, Cs for prelims.. not even an E in your prelims and still complaining about not getting into the uni. fuck off.. (i can say it in no better way). for goodness sake. give those who hasn't ever got A, B and Cs a break. if you guys are friting shitless.. should i go jump? (my room's a good location.. so don't try me.) i'm not saying that you can't worry that things might go wrong or get nervous.. but PLEASE. don't even mention that you think you'll get Fs and Os. unless you skipped a paper (which that would be ungraded) or did less than half your paper.. that is NEVER. gonna happen k? so for fuck sake. stop friting...
gotta run. continue later.
rudeness..


