gone.
hi!
no im not exactly GONE, but just somewhat.
i can't blog about what i really want to blog about anymore, because yadayada this com is in the living room, etc etc.
eh its damn irritating when you're blogging and someone screens you ok.
its even worse when its your mum who's an IT dummy.
just the other day i was changing my template and i was typing in that my skin would be down for a few days in the blog description part, then she came along and said:
"WHO ARE YOU EMAILING TO?!"
-NAGS-
and everytime i edit my blogskin (im not even on msn la please) my dad would be like "STOP YOUR EMAILING" -nags-
wah piang. if they dont chase me out of the house i'll jump down 1st.
if there's one thing i hate the most, is to explain something to someone who will never understand what im about to say, and they just continue thinking that their stone age way of thinking is right.
you can't turn off the volume of a computer by hitting it, you know.
anyway, this blogskin's up because
I NEED MY DBSKS TO KEEP ME SANE i am so fucken close to biting someone's head off literally.
and the song, is like my current fav one. haha. actually, it came with the blogskin. i thought the skin just looked nice. but the song is even better, whee!
ohoh yes, why life is so unfair.
i've become so guai this year la!
i've:
-stopped wearing eyeliner to school
-stopped wearing obvious nail polish to school
-lengthened my skirt
-stopped cutting
-didnt pon half my lectures and tutorials
-skip lessons to go out to do random stuff
-didnt roll my eyes at a teacher and said fuck you
-did more tutorials than i did last year (LOL)
-didnt anti social myself from my class
-stopped using my phone that much in class
-bothered to meet deadlines
basically i became guai(er), and WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED? YOU TELL ME?
YOU JUST HATE SEEING ME DOING MY WORK RIGHT.
FUCK YOU.
ok i need to go to school for some bloody consultation thing which doesn't even work because i have no bloody question to ask.
bye. i hate you.
(no changmin picture today, i need to rush. before my mum nags again. she nags too much for her own good, really. so much for care and concern. if you're really concerned about me, you'd have noticed that everytime you nag, a new bruise appears.)
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