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alynna
On the 3rd of November 1988, a baby was highly eager to see the world but now wishes she can just snuggle under her quilt and sleep the days away...

That's me. I'm nineteen, Malaysian but studying down under now in Brisbane.

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Sunday, September 10, 2006
Peeves!
Major Peeve #1: Doyouknowwhatit'sliketohaveatech-savvydadscoldingyouonMSNaskingyoutouseGoogleTalkbecauseheandyourolderbrotherdoesandthereforeyoushouldtooandforgetaboutSkype?
*One very deep breath*
I can tell you that it's very damn WTFing... =.=

#2: It's raining and when I woke up, I thought it was great cause it's my day off and therefore I should be relaxing all day in bed or just lazing in the unit. But nooo, Kassy couldn't come over because of the rain, and Trina and I had to catch a bus to get our groceries. I know we're in a drought but the rain came on a bad day. I'm being an ungrateful bitch.

#3: Vincent has not learnt that he should not rub Liverpool's losses in my face. Or Man U's wins. Both have the ability to royally piss me off.

#4: The last movie I watched and the current book I'm reading are both about marriages breaking up. I don't know why it's affecting me that much, but it's annoyingly sad. Ergh. Till death do us part, my big butt.

#5: My mom is pissed at me. Great. Lovely. Everything is a bed of bloody roses.

#6: I have an assignment due on Wednesday. Guess who hasn't started?! No demands for prizes, please.

#7: I have weird spots and rashes on my right arm and a back that will hurt come Friday when I go to work again. When my boss will make me clean the area that no one else cleans. Specifically me. And he reckons he's not prejudiced at all. No, siree, you just don't fucking like me. You should just say it to my face, really. Saves you from adding 'pretentious' to your list of reasons why people should fucking hate you. I mean, it's already a mile long; might as well add a little bit more so people can expand their vocabulary on what sort of characteristics they shouldn't possess. *Takes extra big breath* So... remind me again why I go to work?

But... all will be okay soon. I will finish reading all my chick lit trashy books. I will call my aunt and ask her about getting new retainers (lousy plastic ones broke), even though I have no idea why she would know jack about that, but I might as well do it to save myself from getting more lectures from my parents. I will make Konnyaku Jelly tomorrow and hope it's therapeutic... somehow. I don't have to go to uni tomorrow. I won't have to wake up early. I don't have to go to work tomorrow and even if I'm drunk as a fish (fish?) by the end of tonight, no one should give a shit.

If you've read up to here, you are definitely a very tolerant person. We should be best friends. :P

Posted at 06:07 pm by alynna

Alynna
September 13, 2006   01:40 AM PDT
 
Ti: Lol, it turned out fine, thanks for your concern. ;)

Merv: Hehe, *hugs* right back at you.

Vincent: Horrigible. Lol!
vincent
September 11, 2006   10:50 PM PDT
 
tee hee!
mervkwok
September 11, 2006   03:13 AM PDT
 
Wow.. Sounds bad over there.

Hugs Sapph! And I read all this so are we best friends? Hehe.. :P
Jeremy
September 10, 2006   08:41 PM PDT
 
We can be best friends and siblings at the same time! woo Hoo! Have a great day sis. :) I'm sure ur jelly-making would make you feel better. Mwahhaa. i wonder what it'll be like after u're done letting ur anger out on it.
 

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