Saturday, March 22, 2008
Dense head
I LOVE BENJAMIN'S HAIR. I LOVE BENJAMIN'S HAIR. I LOVE BENJAMIN'S HAIR. I LOVE BENJAMIN'S HAIR. I LOVE BENJAMIN'S HAIR.


I WANT BENJAMIN'S HAIR. I WANT BENJAMIN'S HAIR. I WANT BENJAMIN'S HAIR. I WANT BENJAMIN'S HAIR. I WANT BENJAMIN'S HAIR.


Darn, why am i a girl? If i'm a guy, i would run to any salon and point at Benjamin's hair and proclaim loudly that i want his hair. Though his hair is long for a guy but short for a girl. So, sad enough, i can't have his hair. *cries*


His hair is so damn chio. I don't want to show you his hair. Before all of you guys go and cut his hair. Then i will be sibeh sad, because all of you can have his hair, and i can't. But looking on the bright side, at least i have his bangs. *smiles*


*argh* Leaving this very nice topic on Benjamin's hair. I want to rant!!!!


I'm so freaking irritated. My laptop cooler is making this loud and annoying BRR-ing sound. Like one of the fan blades had got loose or something. Very irritating. And because the fan is loose, it cannot cools my lappie very effectively. Now my lappie is sibeh warm. Very unhappy.


And both my arms and shoulders are killing me. They're aching like no one's business. Every little movement i make will result in a groan from me. Sheesh.


Then my head seems to hate me by not letting me able to think straight. It's not heavy or aching, but just dense. I feel like an idiot right now. Shucks.


Then, my friend is no longer my friend. So damn freaky lor. Forget it. Since it's her decision, i shall respect it. I got nothing to say. Since she thinks it's my fault, then i can do nothing about it. Cause it's her thinking, her head. I can't like open it up and type a code into it and change her thoughts. So, BAH!!!


And to those who don't know the meaning of BAH, i'm quite surprised by it. But nevermind, if you seriously had no idea on why i'm using BAH, it's high time to start clicking on my archives. *smiles*


Double damn, i initially wanted to rant. But my dense head is not registering anything into my brain. So irritating. Wahlao. Nevermind, shall blog again later. *grins*


Anyway, i love talking to Clement. He's so freaking funny. He could even make me laugh with my dense head. Not bad. And he's also not in church anymore. *smiles even wider* And it's because that he was disgusted by what he saw except for his brothers. *smiles sibeh sibeh widely now*


Cause i agree with him.


*scratches chin* I wanted to post something funny which he msn-ed. But it's all like individual stuff. Very hard to post leh. So, it shall be my sole entertainment or anyone else whom click on my message history. *grins*


And *cheers* Dinner's home. Gotta eat. Tata.




Ps: Just had my zi char dinner. Had chicken, fish and brocolli. Sibeh yummy. *smack lips* But during dinner, mum said that we ate $80 for two nights. Because i didn't had dinner with family last night so i asked what they ate. They had like Yi Pin Guo, mango chicken, and some more yummy zi char food which i forgot. So jealous. They ate a $50 dinner last night whereas me, only ate a $2.50 wanton noodles. *pouts* So unfair.




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