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I am a confused, dangerous little girl. And I bite. Fear me.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

just because.

Because I hate looking at the first few photos below.

The more I look at myself be it in the mirror or in photos, the more ugly I become. Really. Which is quite funny sometimes. It's a miracle no mirrors/windows/glass have shattered yet.

I emphasize yet :D




So in hopes to push the photos out of my sight, I shall publish a post.

Or a few.

I still have not come up with a name for my blog. It hasn't struck me yet. D: Depressing.

Why isn't Artemis Fowl and the Time Paradox for sale in Malaysia? It's been ages!

I haven't played my flute in quite a long while. It must feel neglected. My poor flute. Don't worry! I shall polish you one of these days!! The next performance, most likely.

I have this box of California Golden Seedless Raisins right to the right of me. I'm tempted; but no! I must resist until the trip to Malacca to see my grandmama who doesn't remember me.

I haven't played tennis in such a long long time. My forehand must have gotten terrible.

I got a paper cut last night by just putting paper into my bag. Eleena called me tauge. She herself has never gotten a papercut in her entire life spent on this blue-green planet called Earth. I bet you it's the violin strings. -shifty eyes-

I think Mirah tagged me, but I'm lazy.

I guess I should start ranting about my results too.

Erm.

My average dropped a lot. It's below 85% now. It's 83.27%, which is heck-a low. Uh, for my parents and me. That's the lowest I've gotten this year. Woe is the Christine.

But considering the fact I didn't study, I guess I can't complain. xD

So erm. Shutting up about results now.

I'm gonna pick the name Hannah next year as my confirmation name. It's a pretty name and besides, it's a palindrome! Who doesn't love palindromes? :)

Christine Hannah Ling.

Gnil Hannah Enitsirhc.

Gnil. Brilliant.

Hannah -claps happily-

I want to learn how to play the harp. It's a beautiful instrument. strum strum goes the stringsxfingers....

Then maybe I won't be so prone to papercuts anymore!

Papercuts hurt. D:

But since it's healing rapidly, I'll shut up too. (:

I'm typing my mummy's Answer Scheme.

If she teaches form 3 next year, I'd have access to all her exam papers. xD Buuuuuut she's not in my school. Oh woe! Gahahahhh.

I reckon my mum only volunteered to pick me up from school the other day so that she could ask me about my history marks. Sure enough, it happened.

I get into the car...
Mum: (: So.
Me: So. (:
Mum: Your History.
Me: My History.
Mum: What did you get?
Me: I GOT AN A! [defensively]
Mum: WAH! NOT BAD! STILL CAN GET A.
Me: [quietly] I got 78%
Mum: ... THAT'S NOT AN A! -starts laughing-
Me: -flails arms- It is, it is! It's a fake A but nevertheless it's an A! HAHAHAHAAA.
Mum: -shakes head- Next term you better study.
Me: -cough hack cough- :D

I think I'm good at talking about crap.

I think ventriloquists are uber cool.

I think I'll be a teetotaller when I grow up.

"When I grow up I wanna be famous I wanna be a star I wanna be in movies" pussycat dolls.

... I think I'm a somnambulist. But that was only when I was younger. That, my friend, is just plain creepy. Somnambulists give me more of a scare than horror stories. And that's saying something.

I love Korean Seaweed. Mirah is a retard for not liking seaweed x3

I will shout this out to the world. Skin me alive, roast me over a spit, but I will not capitulate. I do not like Mr. A. The lying fool doesn't deserve anything but to be shunned. asdfklj to him.

I miss dim sum. Haven't eaten dim sum in such a long time... [reminisce the delightful food]

If I convert Malays, would I end up in jail? I think I would.

Um. Is Anwar winning?

Politics drive me crazaaay. So what if politics play an important part in World Domination? *sticks tongue out* I know I'm stupid :)

Ahhh, end of the year! Can't wait to retire as a prefect. I get to officially do kesalahans and watch my juniors get flustered about teguring a(n ex-)senior. Hehee. I doubt Euffie would let me though. D:

I think playing patriotic songs during break time will ensure that students hate the songs and therefore, will become less patriotic. But that's just because the patriotic songs are so, so, boring and so, so, repetitive. If only they played pretty songs. (: Then they'd be singing it all the time!

I'm getting fat. I can feel all the fat jiggling when I walk/sit. Disgusting, ain't it? :D But the thought of exercising makes my insides churn, so I guess that's out. And I love food, so a diet is out too. ... Oh well. (:

I have yet to install Adobe Photoshop CS2 and CS3 and Adobe Illustrator CS3 and my other Adobe Software programs into my computer. I suck.

I think this is long enough to keep my face out of the main screen, so it's time to stop.

I bid thee well. ♥




And I applaud you, if you managed to read all that codswallop above and you didn't/haven't fallen asleep or X-ed this window! Splendid! A standing ovation!




:D





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