Saturday, June 25, 2005

Bloody shit school's starting in 2 freaking days.
Im so pissed and I don't know why.

What is wrong with me?
Im like pissed at every single thing around me,
be it people, objects yadda yadda.
It doesnt help that my cousin keeps hanging around me when im trying to blog.
He has no inborn tackfulness.
And my freaking typing is not doing anything better.
Bloody.
This what happens when you have a 3month computer abstinence.
Is that even spelled right?
Vocab, memory,spelling,imagination all going down the drain. *growl*

My mum is not doing anything to revive my compy too.
How infuriating
She refuses to resurrect my com, knowing full well I have my shitty art to do.
What is it with self-righteous adults and stuff.
What you can learn some self control, serve you right for blasting your com, yaddayadda.
Nonsense.
Now Art matters more then anything else, for i'm supremely backward in my prep work.
And now Daisy supposedly is going to resign becoz' our school's standard for art is thereotically tooo lousy for his guidance.
O all hail the miracle worker.
That pompous, narcissistic, egomaniacal, chauvinistic, hormonally-unbalanced bastard. My god. He's the worse teacher in this entire school.
Ok back to his incompetence.
Resigning now, at this critical time?
Not that I have much to show him, but alas, what about the rest?
So bloody irresponsible. God, he must be a closet misogynist.
Anyway, what makes him think he's so knowledgeable.
He just studied a tad of psychology and has a greater command of his facts than the rest,
so he's being all conceited and superior and bitchy.
Such audacity.
An abomination of the untarnished names of art teachers.
Freak.

And i have so many things to say about my imbecile sister, that
I don't know what to say anymore.
I cannot believe the reality that she is related to me.
Not that I'm being all proud and boastful of my existence, but she is so pathetic and insignificant.
Her intelligence is nonexistent.
Her character is also as dull as grey prison walls, and she's the worse wibbly thing in the world.
Epitomized patheticness.
SHE TORE UP MY BOOKS AGAIN.
Just WHAT is wrong with her!?
She has no shame too. Disgusting. I cannot believe she resides in the same household as me.
I feel so angry talking about it.
I think I shall not say anymore. My mind's going blank,nothing to think about.
Like there was never anything in it at all.
Horrid.

Whatever. Why did i even blog anyway?
It's not as though I needed the world to know this.
There was no neccessity.
The insipid caprice and whims that fills my veins.
Well, is it my fault that i'm so cynical?
I guess it is.
But so what. Everybody's entitled to ranting rages.
I'm going off read Harry Potter.
See you guys when school reopens.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

I have many things I want to say, but my mind is not churning them out.
Now what great nonsense. I'm losing my memory.
No seriously. My vocab is declining rapidly, like puddles of water drying up in the hot African sun.
The torture of having no computer, made me think alot. And that's not a very good thing.
For im paranoid. :p
Hahaha.
School's reopening like really soon. WHAT ATROCITY!!
Im acting like a prissy idiot now. Gah.
English oral in the 1st week. You know how monstrous that is?
And the declining vocab is not exactly helping things out.
Owell. You might hear me paoxiaoing like godzilla in the middle of oral when i have nth to say.
Hopefully, I can do an itachi and take baba along.
Peace to the world.
Ok im yabbering again.
Whatever. Clique withdrawal symptoms you see.

Gonna watch Gravitation now. :P
Bye.

Friday, June 10, 2005

Some people are just plain dumb.
Owell. What can i say.
Not that I can do anything, anyway.
Afterall, only you can help yourself.
Gah. Why do I even bother.
Empathy is a setback, in situations like this.

Anyway, I just watched a gay show at Baka's hse.
It was stupid. -_-
And guess who acted in it. Stephen Fung and Daniel Wu.
._. SO STUPID. Crappy ending.

Have this overwhelming urge to eat...steak.
Carnivorous tendencies.
Im losing my sanity, day by day.
O well. How sad.
I can feel it.
Visit me in the asylum one day.
XD

Byebye. :P

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

I love Heidi's new compy.
O MAN EVERYONE IS GETTING COMPYS EXCEPT ME!
Denial and self-pity is setting in.
As you can infer, my com is still dead.
Well, it's deader than ever. My mood deteoriates everyday.

Ok changed my blogskin. FMA. This anime rocks. :D
The previous exceeded the photobucket thing again. .-.
Watched Naruto movie today. Hehe. Nice.
But rather dramatic. I was laughing my ass off.
Tsubasa even worse. *chokes
My goodness. Such clicheness ahould be banned. It kills people like me who have zero tolerance for maudlin stuff.
Read the Naruto manga. GAARA IS DYING/DEAD,whatever! This cannot be true!
Heidi and me have also come to the decision that Uchiha Itachi is a closet homosexual.
WHY YOU WONDER?
1. He's got girly eyes.
2.He's pale. (Ohohoho)
3.He paints his nails purple.
4.HE JUST LOOKS GAY LA.
5.His libido seems non-existant (therefore, closet)

Yes. That' how we came to our decision.

These few days are like filled with art and art and art.
This is a newly invented form of torture!
Sadistic school and the timetable setters.
Daisy is the most unappetizing thing you can set your sights upon in the morning.
It corrodes your eyeballs.

I need some excitement in my life now.
I dont like holidays. They make me restless.
And i do stupid things when I'm bored.
I only like the sleep.
Why is life so uneventful?
So many questions, nobody with the ability to answer them.
What a morbid world we live it.
Everyday I grow more morose and resigned and lethargic.
It reduces my thinking.
The worst thing ever. My thinking is the only thing that keeps me entertained and content.
Such sorrow. Imagine deteoriating away because of routines.
What an uninteresting way to die.
Ok, I'm extremely nihilistic at the moment. The cursedness of insight.
And I feel like a ventriloquist's puppet now.
I don't feel like im living. I don't feel like im free. I just don't feel alive.
Many things bind us to this world.
Can we ever break free? Or is breaking free a well-concealed catastrophe?
I don't know anymore.
Life is like a unmoving windmill.
Terribly picturesque, but the interest fades eventually.
When will the wind come? And stir the blades into motion?
As usual, there is no answer.
And you question my sanity.