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Friday, July 25, 2008

what the hell is this?

As much as i wanted to do a serious update, i'm not.

Cause i'm bored.

... ...

Hey, not sounds like bored. WEETS.

Apparently. All of you can see how much fun i'm getting (Change fun to boredom)

Plus, i had finally sent in my contacts for reservicing.

And WHAT?!?!!!

WHAT IN THE WORLD DO YOU MEAN THAT IT WILL ONLY BE READY ON WEDNESDAY.

Do you mean that i have to survive on glasses for both monday and tuesday?

*shakes head* That's VERY unacceptable.

And i hate my new spectacles. I UTTERLY regret spending $200 bucks on it. Every cent and dime from my own pockets.

It's not ONLY fugly, but makes my world go round and round when i wear it.

The degree is too strong in compared to my contacts and home specs. Obviously i was wearing a weaker degree lenses all these while.

It's proven that the stronger of degree you wear, the easier your eyes gets damaged by it.

So i'm just trying to do some damage control and here comes the strong degree specs. I literally can't walk in a straight line after wearing it.

I'm acting like a pissed off drunkard with a terrible hangover.

What do you mean how is that possible?

Just drink the previous night. Gets damn drunk. Tries to sleep it off (but apparently fails). Wakes up with a terrible hangover. Drinks and get drunk again.

That's how. And how do i know? I can't drink and that's why i know the feeling of getting drunk. More times than i feel comfortable about it.

I share alcohol. Friends know my limits. They wouldn't DARE to let me get close to one full champagne glass of red wine. (Yes, yes. I drink red wine using champagne glasses. More wine more drunkards. More laughters and puking drunks too.)

Anyway, as i was speaking, my glasses SUCK big time.

And i really want to drink white wine. They're so deliciously sweet. Ditto to champagne too.

Life moves on. Happily.

And i've just manage to hold my bloody bladder for ONE FREAKING HOUR.

Damn high tide. But still, i couldn't walk out of the movie half way, could i?

WELL, maybe... JUST MAYBE... i SHOULD.

Who cares about the people around and behind me. It's just their luck. *grins*

But i AM a nice girl. Therefore, i just sat there shivering and holding my bladder.

I swear, one more minute in that theatre, just ONE, i'm going to attain immortality. From internal bursting of pee.

I hope i'm not the first one.

And The Dark Knight ain't nice. It has psychopaths. But it doesn't play with psychology. DAMN.

Liar game doesn't use psychopaths but yet played with more psychology than that Batman. GAWD!!

Anyway, i like Joker. Cause he's a sadist. And i love sadists. Especially sadistic psychopaths. They just seem to be so much in my world.

WELCOME TO ANGELTURNDEMON.

*HA HA*

Anyway, Joycelyn is coming back RRREEEAAALLLLLLIIIIII soon from her bath. (Note, i had been waiting for her ever since god knows when.) And how many of you people out there would believe that whatever you had just read is typed by someone who has more things to do in life than sitting behind a notebook trying to impersonate Joyce?

And yes. If you hadn't believed it, i'm actually a guy. I can prove it to you if i want to.

But no, i don't want to.

And i shouldn't continue.

Joyce doesn't gets too happy when she found out that i had touched her blog.

Now, let's see when will she notice this post.

And to Ching: I can only find the general place, not the exact location. But at least you do have the IP address.

It doesn't really help, does it?

This is Ching. And i don't use expletives. At least not as much nowadays, and definitely not as much as the ones that had appeared above. *smiles*

And sheesh. Whatever i wanted to blog about is all mentioned. I shouldn't have told you what i wanted to blog about. GAHS!!!

Remind me why i added you as an author again?