Lisa

I need to talk to Lisa...i just can't get myself to write stories here cuz i know there won't be someone going "ooo" or "lmao"...

omg i actually figured out how to use this damn thing

shocking....

well i figured that i might as well type something here quick....just to show that i was ever actually here

but yea....cant really write much because im supposed to be cleaning my room and throwing shit loads of stuff away....and thats usually something i cant do (getting rid of things i mean)....and since im in a damn all this shit mood....i better get going and start chucking things....i just wish i could throw them out my second floor window cuz that would be fun :-D

hm...i need someone to sit on my bed and say yes or no to me throwing things away that i cant decide about.....its always easier that way....like i much prefer cleaning other peoples houses or whatever than doing my own stuff because i actually know what to do with their things....usually one of my sisters does that until they get bored (usually lasts about 30 minutes at the most)

quick update though....since i cant bring myself to leave the computer yet.....

i think that i am going to do pep band with the girl (lyndsay) who i met at summer orientation....ive talked to the director guy and he seems so nice so im kinda actually excited about it....but yea....considering i havent played since the end of 9th grade....which seems like a really long time ago i dont know how its going to work out.....but im excited about the $25 an event that we get payed....and i think that i get free hofstra clothes yayness....and i dont have to pay to go to games yay!

professors are buttheads when it comes to answering your emails....i was trying to talk to my german professor about when the class is so i can figure out when i might be able to do my work study and also so that i know what books i need....but he hasnt told me any of that stuff even though weve already sent 5 emails back and forth....he just basically asked me what im interested in about german and what my plans are (like major/minor, internship, blah) and everything....and they always assume that im not a freshman or whatever when i talk to them because they always ask me what other courses ive already taken so that they have an idea...but i guess its ok....freshmen dont usually take their classes i think (*feels special and retarded at the same time*) and i felt like a complete stuck up asshole when i sent him the last email cuz he asked me what my german experience is and what i will need to work on (like speaking, grammar, etc)

*annoyance at not having a car*.....it seems that since im not cool enough....im basically not allowed to drive unless it is an inconvenience for somebody....probably doesnt help that my little sister keeps all the car keys on her chain and doesnt leave them on the shelf like other people....so i feel stupid having her always drive when we go places....i only get to drive to go get pizza or milk or when she isnt going somewhere....which hasnt happened a lot....i think im going to have to ask my nana if i can have my grandpas old pick up truck....but i dont know if my parents would let me....

hmm....why does it seem that i can clean better when nobody else is home?.....just wish my mom wasnt home....she'll probably come drop by any minute now to make sure that im actually doing something....*sigh*

ok.....i think that im done with the random crap now...can you get rid of things that people gave you that you dont want without feeling bad or guilty about it? like....i dont want this creepy doll thing that my aunt gave me.....or this bear type doll thing that my mom gave me.....(those collectible type things that stand up on your shelf....whats the point?.....if only i could sneak them out of the house without anybody noticing that theyre gone.....why is it that i get in trouble for not using stuff that family members gave me when i didnt want the stuff in the first place?)

leaving now...i swear....

New semester la

new semester just started and already got all sorts of stress wegen classes and schedules and this clashing with that....

anyway i finally settled all (actually still haven't), and i know my classes...

Math 172 with mr thaya (gonna die T_T )
physics /random number/
gbus 207 with ms thava (yay) and venki, jane, shebby's son and girl (double yey)
psychology (yay also)

uhh...that's it la...and LAN..but lan is not important for the survival of the human race...i go do homework now : (

my life la!

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no mood...

ok...exams just finished...except for malaysian studies which i didnt study for cuz i'm a malaysian hence i must be pro at this subject which i'm probably gonna fail... =D

even though exams are over still got no mood to do anything and dunno what to do and this holidays probably gonna be sucky..but at least simone invite me to barbecue tomorrow but apparently the liquer she talked about is gonna be wine and blah..wine...plus eva (whom i hate) is gone and simone has a bf now so not so fun...and the guys who are gonna be there i met only once...then saturday i may or may not go to prom, and if i do go then i will probably be the most underdressed there...and sunday is emo bday and supposed to go mike's house to celebrate but his house in klang and dunno if anyone coming cuz everyone going away to taiping and to melaka to eat abalone...

this will probably be the shortest lived blog ever cuz lisa and caitlin are being evil and EVIL!

No. 1 emo poem

There is an inn, a merry old inn
 beneath an old grey hill,
And there they brew a beer so brown
That the Man in the Moon himself came down
 one night to drink his fill.

The ostler has a tipsy cat
 that plays a five-stringed fiddle;
And up and down he saws his bow
Now squeaking high, now purring low,
 now sawing in the middle.

The landlord keeps a little dog
 that is mighty fond of jokes;
When there's good cheer among the guests,
He cocks an ear at all the jests
 and laughs until he chokes.

They also keep a hornéd cow
 as proud as any queen;
But music turns her head like ale,
And makes her wave her tufted tail
 and dance upon the green.

And O! the rows of silver dishes
 and the store of silver spoons!
For Sunday there's a special pair,
And these they polish up with care
 on Saturday afternoons.

The Man in the Moon was drinking deep,
 and the cat began to wail;
A dish and a spoon on the table danced,
The cow in the garden madly pranced
 and the little dog chased his tail.

The Man in the Moon took another mug,
 and then rolled beneath his chair;
And there he dozed and dreamed of ale,
Till in the sky the stars were pale,
 and dawn was in the air.

Then the ostler said to his tipsy cat:
 'The white horses of the Moon,
They neigh and champ their silver bits;
But their master's been and drowned his wits,
 and the Sun'll be rising soon!'

So the cat on the fiddle played hey-diddle-diddle,
 a jig that would wake the dead:
He squeaked and sawed and quickened the tune,
While the landlord shook the Man in the Moon:
 'It's after three!' he said.

They rolled the Man slowly up the hill
 and bundled him into the Moon,
While his horses galloped up in rear,
And the cow came capering like a deer,
 and a dish ran up with the spoon.

Now quicker the fiddle went deedle-dum-diddle;
 the dog began to roar,
The cow and the horses stood on their heads;
The guests all bounded from their beds
 and danced upon the floor.

With a ping and a pang the fiddle-strings broke!
 the cow jumped over the Moon,
And the little dog laughed to see such fun,
And the Saturday dish went off at a run
 with the silver Sunday spoon.

The round Moon rolled behind the hill,
 as the Sun raised up her head.
She hardly believed her fiery eyes;
For though it was day, to her surprise
 they all went back to bed!



*yes....such is the depth of my sadness....

No.1 emo post....

finals are next week...but i no mood to study cuz summer semester has taken away my soul...plus i damn emo cuz i think girl hates me, eventhough she giving me free Daughtry ticket...it must be some kind of subliminal message of hate...or perhaps she will hire some fat person to jump off the stage onto me...i do not know...but one should never underestimate the powers of girl...

either way i'm scared i might be losing one of my good friends to the stupidity that is college...
so girl, if you're reading this...sorry larh...

like i said once, at the beginning of this semester, 'everything for girl...'

there is 66500 rupiah on my bed now...perhaps i should give them to her as peace offering...

if things dont get better after finals, i open the openable window in music room and jump out la...or i try free running from ADP to TBS without touching ground...and fall onto the Soup Bar lorry that was parked there today...

i wanted free sample but the evil lady said there was none...

conclusion: the world hates me and now i so emo that have to make emo blog...and post emo poems...