Revamped!

yes yes... all of you should have noticed by now that i have a new layout for my blog. right now, i'm just filled with a sense of pride. i am amazed how i've achieved this! i have absolutely no sense of what HTML codes are so i was just fooling around and poof! here comes the layout and all. i know it's not perfect (the stupid links word is so blinkin small and of different colour than it should be) but hey, i'm happy so i don't care what you think! bwahahahha.... by the way, if you think the fonts are too small for you to read.. press crtl and + . it will increase the size. and yeah, i've updated Scent Of Love

my friend reminded me that i've been pretty angry few posts back so i'm gonna be contented for a while. bought a skirt for Chinese New Year! ^_^ now, to find a top to match it. darn, it's raining like cats and dogs here.

A LEVEL!

i got my results!!!!!!!
i got an A for GP
a C for Economics
and yeah, the remaining two subjects weren't that good... an E for both of them. ^_^;;
but anyhow, happy i got an A for GP!!
*runs off happily*

SHIT YOU!

I wonder what is wrong with me. I wonder why I am so pissed. Someone from the internet had a conversation with me. I don’t even know her that well and here she is giving me some independence shit. She said “you get your money from your bro? Don’t you think he had to work hard to give you money to buy the things that you want? You should get a job and make it better for him”. Something along those lines and I’m like WTF??!! It’s not like I haven’t tried getting a job and it’s not like I’m a leech or something. And I hate that shit about “you can make more money overseas” and stuff like that. If I don’t like doing it, I don’t give a damn about whether it’s gonna give me more money or not. I may be immature thinking that way but seriously. I have an uncle who keeps saying “you should teach piano. You can make more money.” I’ll be like “gimme a break.” Just because he likes making more money doesn’t mean everybody loves money to death. Sure, money gets you some of the things you want but that just make the world a materialistic place. I hate teaching piano (because I don’t have a talent for that) and so what it gives me more money? Like I fucking care! I totally hate all that shit about earning more money overseas and stuff. Malaysia isn’t that bad a place (well, with the occasional assholes, pigs and the weak currency) and I hate it when ppl say “don’t you wanna move? You can make more money in eg. Canada, US, England. I also hate it when ppl think I’m this like dependent lil teenager that only wants to get money by receiving pocket money from hard-earning parents/siblings instead of busting my own ass to get it. IF YOU DON’T KNOW ME, DON’T TRY TO UNDERSTAND ME. LEAVE ME ALONE HYPOCRITES!

this stupid bastard decide to write something. something which i think only a person devoid of emotions and devoid of IQ. in fact, i think even retards don't write shit like this. this is the link. go there, read his more recent entries and let me know what you think. leave your comments on my page and let me know. the fucker's fucking fucked up blog.

boring

it's so god damn bloody hot here!! *fans self* it's hot and i'm bored. probably will join parents to go to Jusco coz at least there's air-conditioning there. gotta go get myself a lip-gloss. wonder where mine went. *scratches head* in this time of boredom, i forced myself to write chapter 3 of Scent of Love

so i guess right now i'm just waiting for comments and waiting for that outing with jian and sarah on friday. wanna go get walter's birthday present too although i think it's a lil late for that but then, it's the thought that counts.

bah, it's too hot to think about anything else!

feelings

I’m currently having a major confrontation with kit. I let him know what a bitch is girlfriend is and all I get is “I didn’t know about it.” “I’m sorry.” “I love you” what the hell? I am already so pissed about this entire whole thing and all I get are those? I’m so angry at myself for crying about it. I’m so angry I’m crying.

What are friends when they leave you?

What are friends when they betray you?

Like the god of war Ares,

I rise up like fire and full of vengeance.

Are those three words no longer sacred?

Are they to be uttered in any situation at all?

Are feelings really to be toyed with?

Have we no emotions left in us?

Tears fall ever so easily,

Wetting the fabric on me,

With emotions in turmoil,

What am I to do?

Where are friends when I am down?

Where is the comfort that I seek?

Where is the shoulder to cry on?

The very things that friends promise me?

Loneliness caress my very soul,

With sharp claws it cuts me deep,

With a dark blanket over the sky,

I cry within the darkness of my room.

Who is to know of what is to be?

Who will be there to dry my tears?

Who will be there to comfort me?

Only the darkness lurking around the corner.

Kagen no Tsuki

KAGEN NO TSUKI IS OUT!!!!~

*goes on a hunting spree for Kagen no Tsuki*