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this never ending
story;
What happens when I wake up.
January 05, 2010 9:27:00 PM

Good morning world.

Yes, it's 6.30pm sharp and it's a really inappropriate thing to say at this hour, but by God Allah Buddha I needed that nap.

I need to place a restriction order between me and the computer soon.

If not I'll be walking around like a permanent vampire. No, not one of those oh-look-at-me-I'm-sparkling-and-have-golden-eyes-because-I-don't-drink-any-human-blood-and-I'm-breathtakingly-beautiful vampires, the real deal.

You can't blame me for being forced to watch Pontianak Harum Sundal Malam when I was 10. And when I say forced, I mean forced even though we were allowed to escape to the library if we couldn't take it. Curse me for trying to be tough. Ahh, what beautiful memories, primary school.

I heard there are only 3 classes of Standard 1 students in my old school this year. When I was there we had 2 classes. The year after us they had 6 classes.

Must be why I turned out like this.

But then again, it meant I knew every single person in my year level. And when I mean every single person, I meant every single person. Save for those who couldn't take it anymore and eventually moved, I knew everyone in my year level through the whole 6 years at primary.

Gosh, that makes me sound extremely big headed. Better stop now, or my head won't fit through the door.

*

Good luck to all my friends in school now. Congratulations, you're finally seniors! Not that it really means anything... just that it's your final year in high school.

Scares you, doesn't it?

That it's finally your last year in school. When I was a kid I used to think that school went on forever.

I wish.

After all, it's practically your second home. I don't know about other people, but I actually feel safe in school, save for a couple of perverted teachers (I won't mention any names, but if anyone in my old school is reading this, just think of PJK and a name beginning with F).

I think my sis and mum are back from their walk, I can hear the 6 or so dogs that my house is surrounded by barking their heads off...

EDIT: By the way, I've began reading Bleach. Can I say that it's the best manga ever? After Vampire Knight. And Kuroshitsuji. And Ouran High School Host Club. Teehee. Actually, I can't decide.

<3 Bleach forever!

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