Ah, could someone remind me how much of a pig I am? Its the holidays now, and all I'm doing is going online, talking to people via ebuddy, watching tv occasionally, listening to songs from my youtube playlist which haven't been updated in forever, sneezing once in a while, going to shower, shitting sometimes, going for tuition because according to my mom's if-you've-paid-the-fees-you-have-to-go policy, etc. See, I'm a pig. A BIG, FAT, LAZY PIG.

Besides, I'm supposed to be doing a Chemistry project, which I'm procrastinating at. Pn. Cheong already hates everyone, so I don't really care. I know, I'm such an ass. But its pointless. Why want us to do a project on manufacturing ammonia gas and showing it on powerpoint to the whole class when we manufacture ammonia gas everyday in the toilet? Gosh, I should have taken 'manufacturing sulphuric acid' instead. But nooooo, Miss Erin Lim took that topic. And since I'm too lazy to do anything and so are my team mates; David, Mag, Des, etc I bet none of us are going to do anything. Like how I said I was going to finish the Civics project in May, and I still haven't done it. Its lying in on of my bookshelves upstairs.

And I keep feeling hungry, but since I'm on the eat-only-70% diet thing I'm like refraining myself from eating. But its totally not working, because my mom keeps stocking up on junk at home. Oh! And she made me, my sis and my dad drink some weird healthy drink yesterday, blended pink DRAGONFRUIT, to be exact. Its gross, don't try it. And to all mothers who are reading this, please make it for your children. Let them suffer. No pain, no gain, right?

Change Your World Camp is this coming Saturday. I don't think I'm very ready. Spiritually, mentally and physically. I haven't prayed in a while, I haven't read anything recently besides blogs, and I'm gaining weight. Plus, I'm doing one of the activities, I think I'm supposed to be like all hyped up. I've got to start praying. Crap, I'm an ass. The usual.

I'm so bored of facebook. I play Biotronic everyday, leave my restaurant city on and check my notes to see if anyone commented. I think I should start blogging on facebook. But its weird, don't you think? I'd rather blog here, I feel its more safe. Though there isn't any difference since both blogger and facebook are open to public.

I'm currently listening to when I'm with you by Faber Drive. Brings back the old memories, some good, some not so good. However, steamboat at my place last Sunday was good. I ate. ALOT. Poor mommy, didn't eat. But we hid an extra plate of shepherds pie in the microwave, so mommy ate that after everyone left. And btw, I had to clean the house after all you retards left. Here are some of the comments my parents made bout all you steamboat people.

Jan - When she came to the kitchen to thank me, she like wanna hug me only.

Des - She's bigger now!

Jon - There, that guy that can play piano very well. So tall!

Daey - Why he so black one? Chindian ah?

Sheung Jien - He's quiet but can eat wor.

Yew Leung - That boy got a good spirit.

Shiva - Why he never eat wan? Food not suitable is it?

Kedric - He talk alot, that Kendrick boy.

Mag - You all lah, don't wanna listen to her story.

Xing Yao - But he's so small wor. Can eat ah.

Steven and Vino were supposed to come, but they didn't make it. And go to facebook to check our CHECK, CHECK, CHECK video. Its like a live prove that none of us really know how to play poker. My parents officially think that we're retards. Thanks Mummy and Daddy.

Hello world. I'm sorry for not blogging. Wait, I always say that. What to do, I'm a busy, busy person. I'm NOT a business woman, okay. Just that I've got alot of things to do lately. Btw, to all scouts, SMK Taman SEA might be holding a campfire next year. Depends on whether Sir would approve all our not-very-convinving-we-have-to-use-too-much-money proposal. I'm assistant organizing chairperson, btw. :) So, we're not going to Kluang after all, which was supposed to be today.

Urgh, I wonder when you would stop being such a bitch. I'm sorry I'm not perfect, as if the whole world thinks you are. This is the only way I know how to express my deepest feelings for you, and you're a piece of SHIT. I don't know how we ended up this way, but its all your fault. All I ever did was to say YES top everything you wanted me to do. And you've never thought about anyone else except yourself. Why leave all your shit to be done at the last minute when its my time to shine?! When its my time to get things my way for once, and here you come, barging in, as though I'm a peasant of some crappy maid who is supposed to listen to all your crap. Come on, I have feelings too. I'm not like you, my heart is not made out of rock. One of the few damn things you could actually do is to stop being so cocky. What do you think you are?! The Queen of the World?! Wake up, man. Cause you're not. When will you get up and wake up from your stupid fantasy? Thinking that everyone is under you and you're the NUMBER 1?!?!?! What are you? Stupid or something?!

You're a piece of SHIT and I mean it. You suck so much. Oh and you make me feel like I'm a small, tiny little dot, so very insignificant in your stupid life. Well, here's the deal. Now I don't even want to be part of your life. Just erase me off. If I actually had the finance, I would go. Leave this place, and go to some other place where I can actually make a difference. Do something that will make me special. Do something that would not be put down or ridiculed by you. Where you don't exist. Or more so, somewhere I don't exist. I'm a total nuisance to you, aren't I? You hate me so much cause I give you to much trouble?! Well, good job. You made me feel like I'm a total loser and I can't do anything about it. Well, fine. If it makes you any better, I am a total loser and you are always on top. You will always remain on top, so why are you so shaken?! Why must you always make me feel like an idiot? Some ass who doesn't know anything, but when the truth is you can't even do simple math. I'm to one who's getting A1s in my exams, not you! But its you who get labelled, you who gets the attention, everything is YOU, YOU, YOU. Maybe you're right. The world does revolve around you. That's why I wish I never existed. Never wished to be here. Never wished to revolve around your world.