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Saturday, February 25, 2006



Coolness~ ^-^V i've got blog spot~i've got blogspot.~*dances around*

oh well, gotta stop blabbing. so after a long 1 1/2 years, i am finally able to use this stupid website. in the past i use to see squares, squares,squares, and more of those. it wasnt after a VEEEEEERY long time where i have decided to even bother to find out what the problem was. ((please dun bng your head against the wall after i tell what i found out...)) i found out that it WAS in a different language, and that you CAN change the language. * ^-^'''' at the sight of people fainting* so after one and a half years of bimboticness, it's on to nice blogging. im coming up with another one. i dunno what to do! there's soooooo many backgrounds to show off! Hehheh...

i've got DNAngel ones, Card Captor Sakura, dark themes, Harry Potter, anime and Matantei Loki. SIGH- If only i knew what to do.... (( i sound bimbotic. Dammit))

anyways, after a visit to one of my mates, charlotte, it was Matantei Loki for me the whole way thru the night. Until my mom got home 2 hrs after i started that is.((man... that girl's got good anime taste!*two thumbs up*)) and oh my god... have you notice how kawaii Lil Loki is? and how suai he is when he grows up?!? (( hey... is it me, or am i practically falling for every anime i watch?!*shrugs*))

yearbook's coming out on wednesday. the last we graduants had to go back was to collect our results slip.((which was rather pretty slip for me =p)) and we bloody had to be in proper uniform. that meant blue pinafore, with belt, with white shoes, black hair(not too short), school badge, name tag, white blouse. and of course, being the most senior, we didnt really give a damn. so all those who broke all the rules, had to go collect their results in the art room. not in the hall. like that makes alot of difference...*rolls eyes* all because of our new DM and principle. never did liked her. changed the school colour. spent too much of our donations on an unwanted track and new computers we cant use. the whole student body agreed on air-conditioning the hall. but that was cast aside, as usual. well, this time, im not wearing my uniform to just collect my yearbook. makes no sense, now does it?

in year 2003, my mom agreed to bring to England if i passed my O's. and hear ye, hear ye! (( or was it here?>.<)) i passed! i mean, im not bad enough to repeat my last year. ((WHEW!!))and just a few days ago, i reminded her of the promise(( not that i felt that she didnt want to fulfil her promise, but to make sure that she didnt forget about it.)) guess what she said? "do any of your friends wanna go there too? cos i was thinking of letting you go with your friend." "yup! charlotte. you remember her right? you wouldnt mind her coming along?" "no, girl. you go with her, alone."
" you mean you're not coming along?"
" nope. we're such different peopl. i know you wouldnt want me to go with you. the generation gap's too wide. i thought it would be better if you went with one of your friends."
(( YES!!!!!!!!OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG....THIS IS SOOOOOOO NOT HAPPENING!! YAAAAAHHOOOOOOOO~))
"aw...so you not coming along? ok then. if it's alright with you"
such happy moments cant be left unsaid... i mean, i my curfew is like TEN the LATEST. and it's a must to tell her where i go. and here she is sending me abroad without her. WOW~

i guess i should stop here for now. cant think of much else to say.
CIAOS~

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