Dear Mini-Me...

Yea. I just got home and decided to blog. So let's start off today's entry on a lighter note, so here goes...

Dear Mimi Mini-Me,
Thanks for keeping me company during my 1-hour prep session. Even tho' it's not sincere on your part (assumption) cos I was the one stopping you from going home several times, but, it is still a nice gesture. And, I hope you won't save the kangaroo from the Art Room cos I hate it, and it's joey too! The sole reason being I hate animals. I know, it's not exactly moral, but what can I do? I just don't have this thing for animals like most people do. I, especially loathe cats too. Anyways, I'm straying off the topic. All I wanted to say was thanks; since I am a very grateful and thankful person. Plus, I hope your asthma gets better. Yeah, *surprise surprise*, I do mean that. See, I'm not so evil after all. And I will try my best not to induce your bout of asthma with well, whatever makes you have asthma. Yeah.

Yours truthfully,
Your Evil Italian Gremlin Master aka Don Shorty Gremlin xxx


So... moving on to the worse... *surprise surprise!!!* Well, nothing bad happened today, so be thankful everyone, I'm not grumpy or grouchy. Despite the fact that I was very sleepy today, and probably still am. I fell asleep in the bus, and woke up just when the bus reached the bus interchange. Hee hee. It would have been embarassing if a stranger had to wake up me, or if not, the bus driver, for that matter. I'm always amazed by the fact that I usually wake up when I'm nearing my alighting destination. Even when I'm in a very deep sleep. There was only one incident in which I missed my stop and found myself in the bus at the expressway, heading towards town. Tee hee. That was when I was still living in Bukit Panjang, and I was having a migraine at that time. I was dumb. I decided to take a little nap when I was just a stop away from where I should have alighted. That was really dumb. Big mistake.

So anyways... Nothing bad happened today. My mood wasn't really affected, even tho' I accidentally brought back my Lit text. But, all in all, I'm still feeling good. And I smell of something. It's a familiar smell. Anyways, it's fragrant, in case any of you think it's a stinky smell. Tee hee.

Hmm, oh yes, I saw a CCK Sec Sch guy. He was weird... I mean... he was wearing tapered pants, which was just above his ankles. I pity him cos his parents' probably couldn't afford him a new set of pants, despite the fact that their son has grew considerably taller. My heart goes out to him and his family. Really. Anyways... I don't know if this is the new fashion statement for Mats but apparently he hid his ears behind the hair at the side of his head(not the sideburn). It was like as if he was wearing ear muffs! Seriously. For once, I thought he was wearing ear muffs and I had to look around three or four times just to confirm that it was actually his hair. Anyways, he looks a little Arab. *growls* Wait, on second thought, I don't really think he looks that Arab. *takes back those growlings earlier* A Turkish with Syrian descent would have been better. A lot more in fact. And one that is born and bred in Germany would have been a bonus. Did you know that most Turkish football players are born in Germany? For example, Umit Davala. And he's undeniably HOT. Imagine... a German-speaking Turkish. Like, wooo... Tee hee. Ok, whatever. I'm drifting off the topic, again!

And I saw an ex-primary schoolmate who was also my schoolmate at BPGHS. She has always been tall, but today, she was muuuuuccccchhhh taller that I got a little intimidated and decided not to say "Hi". Anyways, she used to take the same bus to school with me, and at those times that I met her in the bus, I will walk to school with her. I think she must be around 1.80m now. That's really scary. I mean it. I'm scared.

So about the entry yesterday, I'm sorry, if anyone was offended or whatever. I'm just a grumpy person with short-temper. And I have this thing for saying things that sometimes I don't really mean. At times, I know that it is not wise to say hurtful things, but I will do it anyways, just for the satisfaction it brings. Probably Firah is right. I don't usually lash out at others, thus I have to find other outlets for me to vent out my frustration. And I think it is better this way, cos I don't quite fancy breaking friendships just cos I have a sharp tongue. It's better for me to say it out in my blog, cos then I have the liberty to be vague, and well, no one gets pin-pointed at. And I usually get over my tantrums fast. So... yeah. This blog is meant for my temporary outbursts, so just deal with it, ok. Hee hee.

I'm such a terrible person, friend, sister, daughter etc. And I have to work on my paragraphings.

To Mimi:P/S: I'm still affected by the fact that Ivarn caught me at the library at 5.02pm!!!