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DO I LOOK LIKE A JOKE MACHINE??
Don`t you dare say ''Yes.''






Sunday, April 30, 2006 Y

OKAY.
I CAN`T TAKE IT.
I`M FREAKING PISSED OFF.
WHY?!
Read on.

I`ve been revising my arse off like craazy.
I`m seriously sick of studying abt how THIS METAL AND THAT ACID, MIGHT GIVE YOU SALT OR WHATEVER.
I`m, like, having this dull & throbbing headache.
Damned.

SOO, you knw like, everyone has their own mthds of de-stressing right?!
My mthd was either to sleep, or to catch some TV programme.

As I have tried the former in the afternoon (sad to say, I felt a lot worse after the nap), I decided to watch the channel8 show. ''The W Files''

Quite a nice show, btw

I planned to watch for abt 30minutes, cos` anyway, that was all that was left of it.
Then, during a commercial, my sister decided to do that freaking channel-hopping.
SO! SHE SAW THAT CHANNEL5 WAS SHOWING HARRY POTTER.

I have nothing against HarryPotter movies.
In fact, I`m a fan of them.
It`s just that..
WHEN YOU ARE DE-STRESSING AND YOU HAPPENED TO BE WATCHING THAT SHOW THAT YOU QUITE HAPPEN TO ENJOY AND LIKE, YOU DON`T REALLY APPRECIATE SOMEONE TO SWTICH THE CHANNEL AND WATCH SOME OTHER PROGRAMME, ESPECIALLY IF YOU ALREADY OWN THE LATTER PROGRAMME'S VCD!

SO, NATURALLY, I JUST BURST OUT LAH!
WTF LORH.

ALL I FREAKING WANTED, WAS TO WATCH SOME PROGRAMME FOR SOME 30MINUTES.
THEN MUM, HAS NOTHING BETTER TO DO, AND JUST SHOOED ME BACK TO STUDY.

WTF.
I CAN`T TAKE IT ANYMORE.
I`M GOING OUT.
I`M GOING TO BUST.

HECK, WITH LOVING YOUR MOTHER.
HECK, WITH LOVING YOUR FATHER.
HECK, WITH LOVING YOUR SISTER.

I JUST WANTED TO THROW UP ON THEM.

JUMP OUT OF MY WINDOW.

If the above doesn`t make se.. WHAT AM I DOING?! I DON`T CARE.
I DON`T CARE IF YOU CARE.
WHATEVER. I`M GOING OUT.


{/9:05 PM}
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