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Thursday, 30 October 2008

Blog-Hopping Post

How can people keep grudges for so freaking long over some petty matters? Do they really think that they will obtain desirable outcomes just by being grumpy? Grow up crybaby… I guess that’s why you can take the highschooler out of high school, but you can’t take the high school out of the highschooler. Like they say, “High school never ends”, but in this case, it’s actually pre-school.

I think my brain got skrewed up/down reverse some time ago. Now, the more sleep I get, the sluggish-er I become. The higher my caffeine intake is, the less awake I become. The more food I consume, the hungrier I become. The more studying I do, the more idiotic I feel. And of course, the more I keep telling myself to let it go, the harder I hold on to it. Where can I get the Dummy’s Guide to the Human Body D-I-Y Fix-It-All?

These feelings are really biting into me hard. I can hardly keep them at bay for now, what more 3++ more months? Why did I just reverse months worth of work for the same bloody thing? How stupid could I get? Well, I guess that’s why the heart is placed nowhere near the brain…

Gosh, it's so freaking hot these few days. I have been sweating myself to sleep for the past 2 nights. Not nice, AT ALL... I feel like trying to cook an egg on the sidewalk one day.

I have a feeling I am a prime candidate for substance abuse. I didn’t get drunk the first time I had alcohol (No, not that one time when I was 5. That one sip didn’t count!), I didn’t get any effects from my first puff (Thanks dude, you know who you are…) and I keep needing stronger doses of caffeine to keep me awake day after day [I'm on my 4th cuppa, but still so so so so sleepy...]. Thank God I only do 1 drug for now… (Yes, caffeine is a drug) but I think it’s time for something stronger… Hmm…

p.s. : The format for this post closely resemble the format for SRFTQ because I intended to write it up for that blog. I didn't because it turned out a little too negative and some of it are just rehashes of the previous post there. So, I put it up here instead. Waste not, want not...

Now listening to : Reach Out - Hilary Duff (Finally back to pop for now. Feeling a little sluttish for some reason though... Must be the weather, yes, the weather... Curse you hot and sticky weather!)

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Monkey J
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    Monkey J
    new template because old one was getting too annoying with its small fonts

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