Your sixth sense is wrong.

Wow! I actually updated.

I am damn angry at Anne for not letting Sydney and Vivianne end up together.

I mean, what is the fun of Sydney and Scarlett ending up with each other. (OK, forget the previous sentence, maybe because I am super jealous of Scarlett...)

So, today is an ok day, I guess. Except the Sydney and Vivianne part. Wait, why must I keep on crapping about that? Stupid Scarlett.

Still...today I went to make my I.C card. I feel really really old now, I mean, you don't really think of yourself as an adult, right?

And I.C card is always associated with adults. I bet I will lose my I.C card someday. (I am just
fated to lose things.) But other than that, making I.C card is fine, just that I hate printing my thumbprint.

Who prints the same thumb twice, for crying out loud! And both thumbs too! Do they seriously think that we will become murderers or something. Or, on second thought, maybe one day we will get murdered and they can use our thumbprints to identify our rotten, decomposed bodies, with maggots weaving in and out of our brownish flesh.

Eew, I shall not think about that.

That's all now. (Yes, I know this is super short, but at least I updated.)

And you should also ignore the sneaky, mean voice in your head that tells you that I updated just to prove your sixth sense wrong.

P.S to all my faithful(and impatient) readers of The Master of Treason:
I will do the same thing I did to Shadow of the Past on this blog, ok? Hope you find it tolerable.

And please wait patiently for me to finish The Master of Treason. If you happen to grow old and die in the long period of waiting, well...remember In Mori Veritas!

Yeah! I updated.

Ok, today I was so bored that I actually updated my blog. Isn't that good news?

In case you haven't realised, that was sacasm.( Yes, my sarcasm is bad). So stop laughing over it and move on!

Yesterday, everyone was pissed at me.The whole class was annoyed (or should I say jealous? hmm...) because I get to ditch LA. That was so...not true!!! I wsa rushing to finish my CAP portfolio. And by rushing I means dashing in between the classroom and the history room. For goodness sake, I almost fell and broke my neck!

Yeah, whatever. I bet that you are starting to wish that I did break my neck.

The day continued to crap on. RX took great pleasure in telling me how completely off my rhythm was for my HMP performance.

Oh, and Sarah sang beautifully for her performance.

And while I was going for my dental appointment, there was on gigantic traffic jam that had me stuck along dunearn road for almost half an hour. (Can traffic jam be described as gigantic? I think not...)

So I had to wait a long time for my dental appointment, more than an hour in fact. And while my stomach was growling, I had to sit at the Borders and wait, and wait, and wait. And my friends kept SMSing me about their dinner at Pizzahut.

Trust me, that was plain torture.

Fine, I am almost done with my ranting already. One more thing to note, never run after bus 151 after stuffing down a fish fillet, one milo, and a packet of fries. Besides, you won't be able to run after such a "meal" anyway.

That's all now. I'll try to update as soon as I can.( and somehow, when you read that line, you just have a sixth sense that I will do just the opposite)

P.S to RX: Da is not Duh, it's russian,OK?