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this never ending
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309. I'm bored witless.
March 29, 2010 4:52:00 PM

I failedddd.

I woke up at 10.15 am sharp.

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I was bored.

So I wrote another fanfic.

It was originally meant to be a oneshot, but my mind started puking ideas, so now it's going to be threeshot twoshot.

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I'm so over the holidays.

Can I go back to school yet?

[LISTENING TO: Bang! - After School

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#304; Infinitely better.
March 16, 2010 6:56:00 PM

So today wasn't so bad... no change in Physics though.

But at least I was awake enough to take notes and understand what she was saying.

I hate having Methods last period. Especially when today I was in work mode (for once)... and then the bell went. And today was hot. For God Buddha's sake, it's autumn. It's supposed to be cold.

Found my pencil case. Again. :D I'd left it on top of my lockers. Again. I've got to stop putting my stuff up there. I don't see them when I stuff my bag full of stuff. It was the first thing I saw when I walked in, though. Phew. Then I discovered that I'd left my diary at home. -_____-

English was alright, I guess. Wrote three pages full of crap. But that's my opinion. Half the time my crap earns me high marks. Don't ask how.

I'm totally addicted to One right now. It plays again and again and again and again.

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#302; worst day of the year so far.
March 15, 2010 6:31:00 PM

Today sucks.

Okay, so Japanese was the only half-decent subject today. Methods sucked. My calculator stuffed up when we were updating it, and it actually took half an hour for it to get updated. I was totally in maths mode when the lesson started, but after that I couldn't be bothered doing anymore. So (quote India), I died on top of my books.

Physics was no better. It was just drone, drone, drone and nothing filtered through the fog in my brain. I had to get Mel to pinch me multiple times, and it only worked for a few seconds, because her pinches really hurt. Spent one and a half hours like that, and learnt nothing.

Advanced General was alright, but I seriously wasn't in maths mode anymore. Especially when the maths was SO FREAKIN HARD.

And I was so drained from the 2 hour squash session my sis and I had yesterday. My lower back hurts, and my right arm, and I can't breath without it hurting.

I am so unfit. But it's not as bad as I thought. I thought my legs would be feeling like lead, but they don't hurt at all.

So for today's homework, I have a choice of:
- Japanese essay
- Japanese ために exercises
- Advanced General application task
- Advanced General exercises
- Methods exercises
- Revising for tomorrow's English outcome [essay].

And to top it all of, I've left my pencil case in school. Again. Only this time I'm not sure where the heck I've put it.

[LISTENING TO: Wannabe - Epik High

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#287;
February 22, 2010 6:10:00 PM

Crap.

I left my pencil case and diary on top of the lockers.

Could the day get any worse?

It better be there tomorrow morning.

It helps a little that I'm always the first one in, but never the last one out.

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*Insert random nonsensical sentence here.
September 29, 2009 5:49:00 PM

So here I am... sitting at the dining table as always, typing out my random thoughts as always (okay, I admit that they haven't been random lately! Don't shoot me!) , listening to the same music that I've been listening to for about a week and watching a video on a husky that can say 'I love you' which I just shared on Facebook.

I have a sudden urge to play the piano.

There, random enough for you?

It's just that DBSK's songs make me want to play them so bad!! I even have the notes, I just don't have the tool to actually play it.

It's a pretty song. *Sniff.

I hang my head.

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Why I bother going on Facebook anymore, I don't even do anything except comment on statuses write on random walls comment on pictures play Tetris like statuses like pictures check who my freakin enemy of the day is and who I freakin look like.

Official verdict: Facebook has gotten boring.

Devilyin: YOU just said that?! How could you?!
Angelyin: YEAH fishyin! You go! You finally realised it!
Devilyin: Shut up you stupid white floating thing with wings. Facebook is a wonderful place!
Angelyin: HAH! Look who's talking! You're red and you don't even have wings, just those pathetic little blunt pencils on top of your head. What is that compared to my halo?
(As you can see, my Angel isn't the holy little sacred soft-speaking thing that most people have).
Devilyin: Look, if you don't shut that little hole in your face, I'll poke yu with my trident.
Angelyin: So what are you now, King Triton?
Devilyin: aaaargh! *bonks Angelyin on the head with trident.
Angelyin: You'll pay for that you little [censored.]
*throws herself at Devilyin. They both disappear.

Well, that was lovely. Not to mention extremely pointless. Imagine having two tiny things made of nothing but air having a fight over your head. Maybe it's a good thing I'm not a Walt Disney character, I really hate their voices and their features. my angels and devils are bad@$$ *wink

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We went for a walk just now and we passed this guy with his two small kids (who were both boys and both A.do.ra.ble.). Well anyway, the youngest one was crying and cried even harder when we walked past (Man, I know I'm ugly, but seriously... I even make little kids play) and as we walked away we heard the dad say

"Don't cry, come, Daddy carry."

First thought: Definite Malaysian. (Or maybe Singaporean, seeing as we're almost the same sort of people, except for Malaysia's lack of a Phua Chu Kang).

Second thought: Dang, sounds like me when my youngest cousin was a toddler. "Come baby, 姐姐 (jie-jie/che-che) carry!"

Third thought: I feel like I'm still in Malaysia... except for the fact that I was walking outside in a t-shirt AND a jacket without sweating... and my sis was in long pants, a long sleeved tee AND a jacket.

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edit: Referring to my post title, I usually make these noises when I'm bored, or just to make people laugh. Need a reference? Try saying "Blabedidoo" or "Dabladabla" next time there's an awkward sentence. Either they'll stare at you weird, say "HUH?!" or laugh.

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SoLong&Goodnight
June 27, 2009 7:23:00 PM

I'm so bloody tired... and back into the rock mode. The *deep breath* LinkinParkGoodCharlotte30SecondToMarsFireflightMyChemicalRomanceTokioHotel
BreakingBenjaminGreendayParamore mode. Phew. That took a mouthful. Try saying it really fast! I bet you'll epicly fail... LOL. And in school yesterday we had a real live band! During lunch. They were a bit like Paramore-wannabes. But they were good. The lead singer (female) was really good vocally. And one of the guitarists was hawwwwttt. :D And the drummer was really into it! :)

Then the girls crowded around them after they were done and killed Jiv's dream of taking a pic with the hot guitarist. (:

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Today.... was the first day of the Victorian Squash Juniors Graded Series! Guess what! I lost. Again. == I seem to keep losing. But at least I didn't go down without a fight (according to my mum, sis and people who watched). I lost the first round to Victorian rank no.2 Kasey Soutar. But I lost 3-1 so I'm happy I managed to get one game off her.

Second match was terrrrriiibleeee. I played this South Aussie girl... and I lost 3-2. It was soo bad!!! *cry* I won the first 2 and was feeling pretty confident that I'd win the third set and then I win and play for 5th/6th placing in the final.

Let's start with her supporters. They were screaming like it was a wrestling match or something. :S I couldn't even hear the referee or the marker, so I had no idea what the score was. I still don't. == Anyway, she was screaming too. Everytime she won a point, she screamed. I felt like throwing the ball at her and screaming and swearing at the supporters. But that woud just get me disqualified, so I didn't. Rawr!

Yea, all she did was boast the ball (that's hitting the ball on 3 of the court walls for non-squash players) and I tried hitting to the back corners only she'd boast it again. AAAArgh! D: In the end, I lost. I felt bitchy too. She even has this attitude problem. When I won the first 2 sets, she threw her racket. Stupid idiot. I couldn't even lob it over her head because she just happened to be tall too! Could NOT win in that situation.

So now playing for 7th/8th position, which sucks, for me. But at least it means I get a ranking in Victoria. Better than being non-ranked. And I'd better train harder so I can whoop her ass next time I meet her.

And if I run into any South Aussie player tomorrow, I swear I'm going to do some dangerous harm to them. I mean it. I was that pissed.

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We took the train from Glen Waverley to Kooyong after the matches were over. Selena's mum sent us to the station. (: The trains are really weird compared to the Frankston line ones. :S After we got off at Kooyong, we saw the tram on the other side of the tracks so we decided to run for it.

Ever tried running with a bag and an iPod in your ears? Not easy, let me tell you that. Plus, we were running and running and the damned tram stop was nowhere in sight. Seriously! Then the tram passed us so we stopped running. LOL. Then a car in front of the tram wanted to turn right and there cars on the other side of the road, so the tram got stalled.

So we ran again. We only just made it to the tram stop. We were even running uphill! It was dead tiring. When we got to the tram, we were both panting really hard. Could NOT breathe properly. xD

Thank God I wore shorts though.. would have been so hard to run in trousers, even though it was maybe 10 degrees outside. I was freezing on the train. xD

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Far freaking out....! D:
June 23, 2009 5:10:00 PM

I could cry right now.

I have ONE freaking day to design and submit a ticket design for our school Yr 10 Social... and I have nothing.

*Crrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy*

And my OC's are getting NO RESPONSE WHATSOEVER ON DEVIANTART. What a way to bring down a budding artist huh? No faves, no comments. One comment would make my day right now, I swear. A certain somebody would make my day right here right now, just by saying Hi. That's how damn down I am right now. D;

Well, sitting here won't help me, so...

Ciao for niao!

And I'll post my retarded design here the next time I write.

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