Back with my psuedo-emo posts.
Jeez. Was watching Falcon Beach, and I re-read the post I posted earlier. I don't understand them. Ew. Males are mutants. AHA. They even have the same first letter. Proof.

Somehow, I highly doubt my mother will be as nice as she was yesterday when I was using the computer yesterday. Call it 6th sense or something. I want to get out, and not just by tamil tuition, either.

I need an outlet for my frustrations(no, they are not life-threatening, and NO, I am not depressed). And I highly doubt that this blog is the cartheris.

My diary kinda is though. But I would not call it a diary. Seriously. My ramblings are reduced to 2, or if I am feeling particularly literary, 3 per week.

And the random drawings? AAHAHA. They're doodles. But I must admit, I enjoy scribbling on my book with a couple of coloured markers. And I even write stories. Which resemble ones which are written by five year olds.

And as for my tamil. I am going crazy worrying about this project. And for my two english articles? I can't find them. Seriously.

I can feel my grasp of english slipping away. What with me punctuating every effing sentences with expletives and Singlish. Trying to wring my own neck. Not working.

I NEED a good fic. I need one. ZOMG.

I was reading through some of my old journals, and this came about:

"Like ew. I tink tht she is an f***ing b****. Y can't she die??? I dun like her at all, can?"

Kill me now. GAWD, I can't believe I wrote that. Imagine my pure look of horror when I read that.

Online, I was telling Michelle all the guys whom I like. Like crush. And all the girls I crush. Oomph. SHE'S GONNA MAKE ME A COLLAGE WITH HOT GUYS. I LOVE YOU!

I was also arguing with Jeanelle the weirdo about KJH. She truly believes that he is hot. That poor delusional soul. He IS GAY. Faggot. Queer. He likes to play kinky games with other men.

I also found this hillarious slammin' website. But I am waaaaaaaay to lazy to type the URL out.




"And I wondered, over and over again. Cause all I could think about was you."