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I remember I had this huge urge to blog earlier but I was so exhausted I fell asleep instead.

Yeah. Uh. Few issues.

When I got home, my mom asked whether I saw my bro's arm. And I was like huh no he's not home. I thought like. Damn more injuries from fights? Then she said. He did what you use to do. Drew on his arm with a knife just because he was unhappy. Must have watched too much telly shows or something. Goodness.. -_- Must be courtesy of that girlfriend of his, he told me she's been lying so much and driving him nuts. I want to give her a tight slap. Ha I'm so immature sometimes. Still talking about slapping people. That's for all the twits of the world.

And er. Oh yeah Eng paper. Guess what came up for the one word essay? Dreams. This is more ridiculous than Marriage. And unlike this year, I didn't feel like I came up with the best compo of my life. Damn it. Mom was like why should you be stressed for this paper, no matter how it turns out you have an A2 to fall back on. But see. If I get anything lesser than an A2, it will mean I've lost touch and become a grade dumber. And if by luck I manage an A2 again, it'll mean I've not grown more intelligent despite being a year older. Grrr.

What else. Oh yes I think I've the slight ability to convert people into liking whatever I like. Haha like the boyfriend likes Ben&Jerry's but now he's digging Haagen Daaz. Oh speaking of icecream he was so sweet I just casually mentioned I prefer coffee cos he got two random flavours, and the next thing I heard, he bought it and I had like 1/4 of a tub last night. Yummy.

I hate people gloating at misfortunes of others. I hate smug people. Okay granted I do have my smug moments but I don't like do it in such a In Your Face way yo.

And I really think Michie should blog so I can know what's going on with her life.

Okay yawnsie two sticks since I woke up and I feel like chain smoking a lil longer.

Tatas.