break in the monotony

I'm back CLOWNS!

Yeah. Pardon the whole infatuation with the word "Clown". It's a nice word, happy and insultful at the same time.
I suppose I haven't blogged for a week. Actually, I got back my comp 10 minute ago. SO ya can say I'm freakin addicted to my blog. Heh, I quit Friendster just so I can spend time with my dear blog.

I kinda wrote everything I wanted to blog down in this dump on a paper, but I'm lazy. It's 3 pages long dammit. And, my handwriting looks like anchovies.

Last week, kinda was bad. Gah, this week is too. I hate it so much. Maybe I'm not one for f'ed up shiet happening all at once, who knows, I'm pathetic.
My mum says I'm solemn these days. I refuse to speak to anyone and I'm a sick, sad little thing. That's what she says.

I wonder if it ever occured to her that I DON'T wanna speak to anyone and yes, I AM a sick, sad little thing. Live with it, you've already been for the past 14 years.

Jill's Deskmate-ku's blog is...... funny, and nice and altogether weird? It's nice coz she mentions me? HAHA. Wells, it 's nice. And I've been quoted so many damn times. Inspirational betul. HAHA. But then, I'm the SAD deskmate. Not such a good thing anymore, ay? Perhaps I should do a good deal cheering up. The last thing I want is for my deskmate to fall into a pit of depression, in which she has succeeded so many times, sometimes thanks to me.

We had that Civics thing last week. It was kinda fun, except for the fact that I was having menstrual cramps [AGAIN] and gastric. So don't expect me to be so sprightly. It sucks to be a girl PERIOD. So naturally, I was in a bad mood and as usual, venting it out on deskmate-ku and other insignificant people.
FYI, DON'T EVER PUT SZE YANN IN A TUJU TIN MATCH.
You'll end up having your ears bleeding. LOL. No offence Yann, I'm helping the world. =P

Gah. I watched the Saw franchise, alone. It wasn't released on cinemas [IN MALAYSIA] albeit I'm sure I wouldn't have gone because it would've been +18. Nope, I can't fake an 18 year old, I don't look like one. But yeah, Saw is bloodcurdling. I mean, I don't mind the psychotic serial killer, coz I've been there before, but damn, Saw is gory. Imaginative plot, thrilling music and a twisted mind. It's a beautiful package for psycho-serial-killer-movie fans. I was literally bugging people to watch it, most of them rebuffed my offer.



Nope. That ain't an unknown character from Star Wars. That's Jigsaw. My new favourite serial killer. NEXT to Hannibal Lecter, because cannibals are awesometh *bites self*








He's so awesomeee. If it wasn't for the fact that he's fictitious, I would have wanted to be like him. GUH, I can't imagine myself as a BRILLIANT serial killer/psychiatrist/brilliant dude.

mmmmm. according to someone, I'm addicted to too many things. Morbid and fictitious and ghei as usual, like that's a suprise. So what if I am? I'm not dying because of it. Maybe I'm being shallower and immature and unwise, but I don't give a damn. Like it or not, addiction is good for me. Or at least, that's what I'm trying to prove to myself. I'm happy thanks to something. That matters.

Yesterday.was kinda fine. Had fun at Pong although I didn't do anything except talk and do accent improvs. Kristal and I should really be voice actors. Cekap career choosing.
I'm still trying to figure out the Irish and Scottish accent. THEY SOUND THE SAMEEEE.
Lol. Uh wells. I asked Carey to fetch me to Pantai, because if it wasn't for her, I would have went back at 5. Thanks Cay.

I reached Pantai and went up to OR. My dad told me to ring the bell, which unfortunately, couldn't be seen clearly. So I went back down and went to CDU instead. My mum wasn't there. So I had to drag myself to Angio ward.. As usual, I got hard stares from people, hate it when people do that. So I grinned back grimly too. I got to OR after 5 minutes of walking SLOWLY. Mum told me to go down to the cafeteria and eat. She probably did that to get rid of me temporarily. I went down. And I didn't know where to go anymore. I turned left, it was the wall. I looked in front, it was Dr Yeap's clinic. I turned back, some guy paiting the wall. Then I gave up on cracking my head trying to trace my steps. I ended up going out of the side exit of the hospital and walked around the hospital until I got to the main entrance again. Thank goodness Pantai is small. Again, I walked around daftly, ignoring blank, evil stares until I reached CDU. Then my mum told me to go down again coz' my dad was waiting for me at the lobby. WTF I GOT LOST AGAIN.

Post today is uber long, so I'm gonna stop. Lazy to write more.


Beer came from Germany and TV came from Japan.