Holidays are so damn boring, they're getting me lazying around. I start to eat again. HUHU. food; food; FOOD, so irresistible. And those fats are on to me. I'm so fat, my thighs are insulting me tummy.

Nevertheless I still hafta do maths. Those maths equations are crazy enough to send a person to ward five. When I start doing maths, I laugh mentally and start banging the poor pen on the table. SHEESH. that's not it, the main point is that, i' only do maths in the afternoon, and we don't on the air-conds in the afternoon. Now isn't that just sad? I loose weight by sweating. And I definitely can't live with just fans.

woots. Bought a pretty small different coloured fan, all six colours. SO CUTE man. Mum believes that it brings luck. LOL. The funny thing was that, the cashier looked at me and smiled when she handed over the fan. It was as if she gave the glare of -"it's okay, I know you're still a pea-sized brain crackin childish kid." I just smiled back and laughed hyperly.

BOO. last night was so eff scary. There was thunder and lightning all at the same time. It almost got me peeing in my nemo-ish pants. LOLLIEEs. The lightning was so bright, it looked as though dear Buddha was trying to make darkness to daylight. And man, was i frightened as a lil' innocent mousie hiding behind a rotten cheese, that I thought my long dark blue pants was some ghost trying to haunt the panty-hoos outta me. ISH. it got me growing a few more extra worry-wrinkles.

Anyhooties. That's all. Off to get some emo pictures to edit.
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