this year a circled a new person on the yearbook
(to add to my list of circled people)

but apart from that i drew an many arrows with really insulting remarks like

[OMG FAT] [SO UGLY BLEARGH] [eek flirt flirt flirt] etc.

the previous one i cirlced had things like

[AAAAH CUTE] [waaaahhhh *drools*] [OMGOMGSOSHUAIIMFAINTING]

the apparent difference :D

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cas if you're reading this, the songs on your blog are like overly emo causing me to feel sudden urges to emo for nothing -_- so i closed the window

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it's like so lifeless to sit in front of the computer screen waiting for people to sign in

that stupid pathetic pop-up blue box *ding ding ding* (or something)

then you click on it

then you start typing : [hello!]

(ok normally i just type OI WTF unless i like that person alot or i'm trying to act polite)

then the orange thing lights up and the person replies : [hi (:]

then you either ask a sensible or random question, so it may be:

[what time school starts tomorrow?] or [did you just eat a banana?]

then the person replies and blablabla you know what happens next

(uh. in case you didnt know, the conver either ends there or continues)

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i hate it when there's a line that says the person's typing something but i wait for an hour and that person hasn't finished typing

sometimes i just type rubbish and leave it there just to irritate others

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REFLECTIONS AMUSE ME
i mean those in mirrors

stare . stare . stare

it'll come to a day when my reflection starts to hate me for controlling him and emerge from the mirror, gorge my eyes out, tear my limbs apart and stab a glass piece through my brains.

WAHAHA CHUALIWEN I PWN YOU!

of course,
by the laws of physics this is impossible.

but by the laws of liwen NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE.

&i believe my reflection is a male because of all the weird things he does

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all the little thoughts flying around in the air
*flutter flutter* *zoom zoom zoom* *swoooooooooosh*

stick out your hand,
take a deep breath and feel around,
clench your fist

you've caught a perfect thought.

a perfect thought is like a perfect sigh -
difficult to get yet extremely rewarding.

this thought fills you with all the emotions which you love to feel (exuberance, estacy, love, excitement), gives you the answers you need to solve any problem, and provides you with inspiration

[note: this only works if you truely believe in it, please remember smile and take a deep enough breath :)]

where do all these thoughts come from?
from the little fairy thoughts factory on an invisible cloud very near you

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i promise i'll go to bed once the song ends. 4.26minutes to end of countdown

1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

go to bed =/= sleep

but i try my best

i try my best not to think too much

i decided to restart my countdown because i found the mv
(i was listening to the song from someone's blog LOL)

1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

i love reading people's blogs '!!!'

but sometimes after i read some blogs i'm like o.O what? wth was that about?

a chunk of unfathomable words AKA CHEEM WORDS SPAM

sometimes i wonder if anyone ever reads my blog :/ why do i waste time typing all these? LOL

maybe because i read even the ulu-est of blogs (EXAMPLE THE ONE AMONG MY LINKS-_-) and think that others would do the same too

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actually my 4.26minutes is already up but i keep giving excuses like [OH I MISSED THIS PART IN THE MV!] and so i press the rewind button and start the countdown all over again

ok this shall be the last round if it stops before i finish posting i shall just stop midsentence

was that knocking i heard?
hm let me go check it out

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ok i didnt LOL it's scary shitzxzx

anyway it's ending

what's a nice way to end a post?

i think lalaland wont be nice to me tonig