Good news first...

I'm back after days of being lazy. I've got good news and bad news. Which would you prefer to read first?

If I were you, I'd take the good news first before the bad ones, it's more of a mental thing. So the good news first? Okay then.

1. I have not got the time to post about this "leech incident" because I was too lazy, but just to keep you informed, I used to have this disfigured, slimy, black leech sticking on me like cancer because I was nice to someone. I'll just call this parent-forsaken child Tumour. Tumour is a cheebye, money-borrowing whore who is very cheebye. I defecate at your mother's breast milk which you feed on.

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I'm getting out of topic now, but my point is, after tolerating this leech for too long, I finally got it off. I hate Tumour, there are more stuff to write about Tumour, but I can't remember now because this is not as exciting as the bad news.

An the bad news is...just kidding! There's no bad news... Having Tumour gone made me enjoy the whole month.

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I'm toning down my anger and frustration because it's Christmas.
And I hope you die in your own slime.

=)

The joy of happy-chemicals-thingy

You know those happy-chemicals/hormones in your body that makes you smile? Or something similar la, forgot what you called them, but the point is, it makes you happy.

I got if flowing these few days, but I still have a deep hatred towards SIR and his stupid ass for a head.

Anyway, I was just blog hopping when I stopped at Pol's and stole a picture from her...

TADAAAA~
I am proud to present my ex-band uniform.
I don't have a good picture of it, so here's a model for you. This is Jedfrey.

Blame it on the Baldy

I hate SIR! He always keeps me busy, I can't even find time to read The Historian.

It's this novel about vampires, and we all love vampires A LOT! If you love Twilight, both the movie and the novel, then you'll love this one. Oh, and if you turn to the back you'll find..

"My dear and unfortunate successor..."

Creepy, but it leaves that subtle hint, which makes you think twice about reading this book.

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I'm getting out of topic, where was I? Oh yea, I hate SIR!
Stupid SIR keeps people busy, and with all my effort poured into it, what do I get at the end? Unappreciated commitment! I 'blah' at you!

BLAH~!

Anyway, if you're going to grab a book, get The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova, or Holes by Louis Sachar. Must read.

Why am I writing this post again?

Why I LOVE ecards!

From lickmycards.com. It's the internet's Bumper Stickers...without the Facebook.