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Yup you got it. I have moved this bloggie to greener pastures (I hope) so check it out !!

Don’t forget to read and let go. =) And please do tag.

I’m hungry =( Anyways, check it out =)

Sigh…to all those who think that THIS is about a certain person, including that person. STOP LAH!!!

It’s not about her okay?? It’s about most bloggers in general. Like XiaXue and this person whom I’m not already talking to, but still exists somewhere in the many folds of my memory..that girl whom I find so pleasing but regret to feel so in the end. (Refer: this) Not the people that are currently close to me…GEDDIT?!!

Sigh, provocative blogs of self-expression and displeasure always lead to blog wars. I don’t want lah!! Just read and forget. It’s my space of venting and opinions..don’t take any of them seriously unless I told you to…

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Btw, I took a few pictures the other day of friends and I. Prob is, it says my account disk space is full and I can’t upload anymore pictures. Daimm..I’ll try to get it fixed. For now, another pictureless post by yours sincerely

=( Friendster so shitty 1…

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Oh and, Baby and Nacho had such raunchy sex that they had 4 baby hamsters last 2 weeks (was it 2 weeks? Anyways the date was 7th Nov). Sad thing was, I found out just now that 2 of the already fluffy babies died.

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Baby ate them.

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When i rummaged through the whole stack of wood shavings, I found a pile of bloody fur and shavings, and a shrunken baby hamster body with half of the right side all bloody and gone.

Mums are evil…..

sem’s finally over!!

And you know what? I’m coming back next year…as a DEGREE student..

UNIVERSITY yo!!

HAha…I’m just a lil too bored for words..

Well waddya get when everyone is watching Real Madrid suck ass on TV? I seriously don’t get football

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Anyway, just to inform…my laptop crashed.

Pics, records, folders, everything - Gone.

I hope you haters are happy.

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And btw, Sem2 sucks. I hate them people so much I feel like…"GAAAAHHH#%$#%#%##~!!"

But…well waddya know? New sem, new faces, new stuff. I hate people who switch so easily. Makes me feel as though friendship is nothing. I hope you know who you are asshole.

And also, whoever who told him about me should die a painful death. Now he’s evading like mad. And why? BECAUSE HE’S SUCH A LOSER!!

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3 more days here and I’ll be back home. Sigh..(I’m about to rant again) What’s the use of going back when you’ve got your life here already? This is so dumb because your life here actually revolves around people who are not from here. Penang, Labuan, Sabah, Sarawak…and anywhere not DVC..so when it come to sem break, what do you get? Everyone going hooome..What is home huh? Home is where I can FEEEL at home without any discomfort..like *cough*parents*cough*

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Christmas is coming and I’m starting to feel this post will be another hurried, pictureless, pointless ramble - Noone reads anyway. Back to the point..Christmas is coming! *Shriek~!* I loooove christmas…although I’m not a christian. Har dee har har…

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I shall now go back to my familiar sense of idleness..HEck I deserve it!! Ciao

Jeah I admit I do read blogs of real good bloggers - and I love them. Even if it means kaypo-ing about their lives or crap like that. What I don’t get are bloggers who blog as if their blogs are their very own shrines of self-worship/self-praise/dillusioned, self-honourable maniacs! Man, I’m so not reading them after the first glance. Gosh how do these people live?! I feel like assassinating these bunch of pathetic losers manipulating pathos and attempting to exert the stupid sense of poignance to their readers so that people feel for them. And what more, I hate it the most when people actually DO feel and sympathise for them.

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I mean, seriously, these idiots blog as though they’re so benevolent and venerable - and it can also reach a state where you feel as though the blogger is incorporating self-pity in his/her blogging. And worst of all, this particular person happens to be someone you know. And you know that the blogger is not what he/she’s supposed to be in their blog - all nice and fluffy.

ie. I’m a real nice person who doesn’t like to hurt people. I’d rather get hurt instead…I am a very nice friend…Everyday people tell me I’m too nice…I try to keep all this deceited, hurtful feelings inside me so that people won’t know because I’m no drama queen. I love everyone and I don’t backstab. I’m blabla this I’m yadayada that.

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I say: Fuck you and all your fakeness. I go back and the first thing my best friend told me was "Watch out and stay alert". Well thanks, I am. And after all that, I feel so stupid for entertaining these losers. I dread every day spent with them.

I can’t believe this

I can’t believe this

I can’t believe this x100,000,000!!!!!

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At first I thought that it’s only she who knows him.

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And it’s a one night thing so no harm done cause I’m probably never ever gonna see him again…although I admit, he was cute…

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But then, I just found out that YK also knows HIM! OH SHIT!

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And through the pictures, I’m suspecting that AMY also knows HIM!! DOUBLE OH SHIT!!

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Where the hell am I supposed to die right now?!

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Penang is too fucking small and I gotta get outta here quick!

HEEEEEEEEEELLLLLPPPPPP!!!!!

By the way i chopped them hair off again. No photo evidence yet tho =P

Finally I know how it felt like to be scorned upon and detested.

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"Drunken debauchery always has its regrets in the morning"

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Well, damn right you are, idleThinK…and I understand now the regrets you mentioned.

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Just that I wasn’t quite drunk. On the contrary, I was just…crazy. Crazy enough to do the unthinkable and make all my friends alter their perceptions of me from Jo Ann the girl to Jo Ann the bitch.

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But know that I was still conscious of what I am doing and drawing a line and keeping my distance. DAYM!!!

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Everyone was and still is disappointed - including me, myself and I.

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I vow not to do it again. And this goes out to all you friends out there - I’m terribly sorry.

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Argh someone just kill me!!

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P/S: I am however, grateful for the pig to hear me out and forgive.

Oh and Happy DeepaRaya everyone =)

<3  I’ve touched down Penang more that 12 hours ago

<3   I have a new number

<3   I’ve made peace with the brother

<3  I exaggerate my weight

<3   I exist

<3   I zhnged my nails red

<3   I still have this thing for him who wants to be loved

<3   My life is a regret

<3   I hate this semester because of the people

<3   My hormones are unbalanced

<3   I hold grudges

<3   I’ve fallen out of interest for babidalamkandang

<3   I’m leaning precariously towards the not-so-straight side

<3   My feet are not of the same size

<3   My ears are not proportionate

<3   I o2jam like a noob

<3   Carlson is doing the lvling for me

<3   I cry myself to sleep sometimes

<3   I’m allergic to dust

<3   I bob my head, and smile and talk to myself almost all the time

<3   I fear fortune tellers and people of that sort

<3   I never blog out of prior intention and aim

<3   I’m still in love with sponge

<3   My life is not enjoyable

<3   My secret wish is to die

<3   I recently splurged on a FCUK top OMG!

<3   I wish that I didn’t have hamsters

<3   I pray

<3   I walk ugly

<3   I am promiscuous

<3   I think myself rotten and ugly and appalling to the senses

<3   I get crazy ideas. Which lead to blog posts like this.

Yada yada yada. I know I know, I haven’t been blogging for a while. I don’t have to be constantly reminded of that…Enjoy lah the dog post below for how frequent do you get friends blogging about hitting a dog? =P

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However, I have mustered every ounce of determination to try and blog again and mind you, it is not easy. Procrastination has a knack of sneaking up on you and wrapping itself around you til you catch the drift of it. And you’d end up having no mood for anything else in the world anymore - unless they force themselves upon you lah. Besides, my life is not boring and uneventful in case some of you might start to think so. Is waking up at

4pm

today and realising that I’ve wasted more than half of the day dull?

I just…can’t blog about whatever’s going on here right now due to some private reasons.

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Life is pretty much on the cruise mode currently and although things seem to happen, I somehow don’t grasp them tightly enough. Like, for example, Renn’s birthday is today - hmm, a reason to make a blog dedication. What do I do? - Lazy lah! This month’s full of birthdays and like Renn said, "Come college spend money on friends more than on academia ah chibbye…"

So consider this an all-month birthday round-up wish for all you friends of mine out there!

Sakai

, Aly, Renn and Amy - Happy Birthday ya!! And happy bankruptcy to me!

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This is pointless. I feel what I’m blogging now is pointless. Like I said, so much’s going on but I just don’t take notice and interest. Thus, no blog.

But there is, however, one thing I should blog here. I’M GOING BACK TO

PENANG

!!! NEXT MONDAY!! AND AGAIN, YOU

PENANG

FRIENDS, SAVE YOURSELVES FOR ME!! MAKE SURE AH!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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So that’s it for now. I have a strong feeling I won’t be enjoying much in penang though. All my friends are practically on their own with their new found friends now and going back there is meaningless. Except for family. But family is just…Mum and Dad.

Sad but true =(

This weekend was a blurry flurry I tell ya. Saturday was spent risking getting caught for stealing snapshots at Kinokuniya and Sunday at MPH - all for dear Rose’s assignment. And what’s more, we killed a dog. A DOG!!

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A DOG DAMMIT!

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What happened was we were happily driving along the LDP Highway when this milky white stray streaked across the road looking all scared and lost right into Amy’s path and before we knew it,

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KERPLONK!!

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We ran over that poor thing and screamed like banshees on a spree. Damn the noise of the impact itself was unbearable and it still haunts me now that I’m alone in my room thinking about it. We kinda cruised silently after the accident as though time had stopped before going "Omg omg omg omg *screeeeaaaaaaaammm* " again.

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Seriously, A DOG!! A DOGGG!!! Argh!!! I looked back and the thing was in a lifeless pile of sadness - no whines, no movement. God I swear I almost cried and prayed that instant for its soul. Damn, me? Pray? Yes..PRAYED!!

Summor during bulan puasa tu…sigh…

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Anyway, this weekend was actually, fun and relaxing all in all. Some clarifications made, some revelations done and some understandings grew.

Had Sushi to my heart’s content with the girls.

Scared a lot of people on the KL Streets with Renn’s newly bought Roxy snow cap. Haha the Mak Cik!!!

Bought Nacho and Baby a run-about ball thing for them to scramble all over the place =)

Went out with Amy, Alfred and STEVEN. Haha…first time for all of us to be hanging out outside college un-professionally.

Bought myself a new pendrive after mine broke pathetically. *Thank you lah Steven for the 50bux. Sure pay you back one don’t worry* *And sorry lah Alfred I know you’re pissed for that*

Watched My Super Ex-Girlfriend - the movie I’ve been wanting to watch for ages.

Fun fun fun fun fun!!

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Ok lah got advertising exam tomorrow. For now, wanna go to bed and cuddle up with the pig…and study. Cheerioz and farewell.

And pray for that dog. Hope the bangkai is not there tomorrow for me to witness. Sigh.

I really can’t stand those people who pretend like they know you a lot and tell others stuff about you that may not be true, or worse, that may not be the whole you at all. Sigh…the world is so full of them I don’t know where to turn to now. It’s not like I don’t backstab, I do, but most of the time, unintentionally. And if I did it intentionally, then the backstabb-ee must be a really fucked up person who’s pissed me off so much…but then again, I wouldn’t be going around spreading false wind about the above said backstabb-ee. In fact, I’m so sick of being this uber-bitch everyone thinks I am after their first glance. I AM BORN WITH A FACE STRUCTURE LIKE THAT! IF I DON’T SMILE, DOESN’T MEAN YOU SUCK. GET YOUR JO ANN FACTS RIGHT, PEOPLE!! Sheesh…

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Life here is so hard now. People in college are more easily misunderstood, and some are just more downright bitchier/fucked up. In short, most people I see around every day aren’t what I truly see them as. They wind themselves around stories that revolve around them and in the end, noone really catches each other’s drift at all. It’s so complicated, it will reduce you to a pile of shit of insecurity added with a little sprinkling of digested paranoia you had last night…and a lot of flatulence, and the like.

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Me? Well I can say that I’ve grown out of snaking around, and I try my best to get myself away from difficult scenarios rather than go near or be in them. The problem, is that it’s so tough to shut your senses to these things when they’re all around pressing in on you. KokWui once told me that people’s self-esteem gets battered through life, and I say AYE! The more you live this stressful world, the more you’ll die unhappy. I know Alfred, Julie Andrews is an exceptional/exclusion case, then.

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Ack, I strongly think I should retreat to somewhere where I can be alone, and yes, be..a hermit. But (yes there’s always a but in my diction/vocab) but!! I can’t really be one because then, I’ll whine, bitch and complain again. =(

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Anyhoo, guess what? I got hamsters!! Two cute lil Roborovski furballs that respond to the name Nacho and Baby. Worries aside, these two lil things are so darn adorable, I’m not complaining when they kick their shit out of the cage. Amazing what hamsters these days are capable of, ei Alfred? By the way, did I mention that Nacho and Baby are cute? Sighx100 well they are. Wanted to name Baby an alternative name before it got to Baby. Supposedly, we wanted to call it Bullet. But Baby seems more apt to that pingpong ball. Lol.

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I’m signing off. Pictures of them hamsters will be uploaded later. For now, I hope this post is not thought-provoking, or (God forbid) hate-generating to any of you who read. ‘Tis nothing but a general, faint, idea of order (Haha I guess I’m an idleThinK wannabe). Sometimes I do that, am I a bitch now?

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p.s: Why is the word flatulence so ever-popular nowadays? Sheesh…