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Friday, January 28, 2005 // 8:50 AM

one long post..

okay. after blog-hopping to some ppl's blogs, i realized something. this blog of mine is like of no use to me. i think. coz i have practically nothing to update about, you see. my mind goes blank everytime.

well. actually there's tons of things i wanna say out. type out. wadever shit. but can't get myself to do it. fuck.

oh wait. that's something i've been wanting to say. fuck.

haha.

stupid right. i know. lame.

hmmm. hmmm. i'm thinking of stuff to blog about. let's try.

the other day i realized another thing. i know why i get freakin' stomaches every single day. coz i dun burp. or more likely, i can't. so there's all this gas in my stomach and i end up with a stomache. give me a can of coke or pepsi to drink. and i still can't burp. instead, i give my friends earaches by complaining to them about the freakin' stomache. complain to them every single day. without fail. sorry ya. haha.

ahem~ see, i'm putting my biology knowledge to good use.

ya right. i failed my biology for olvl. E8. yea. that bad. coz i dun think i even studied for that paper. i only started to flip through the pages of the bk one day before the exam. and of coz, nothing went into my head. expected that grade already. who cares. i didnt even pay attn during bio lab sessions. coz the teacher sux. therefore, i'm creating my own theory up there. dun believe it. if you're smart enough.

bleurgh~

i like that word. "bleurgh". well i'm not sure that's even a word but ever since i saw it i've been using it often. in typing, that is. blogging. sms-ing. yup. i dun think i even know how to pronounce it.

wadever. heck it.

common test is around the corner. and i really mean around the corner. it's drawing near. doomsday. die. stress. haven't done any revision. and there's projects to do. even more stress. creating web pages. websites. one of the projects is to do a webby on golf. GOLF?? like wad the ****? oh waitaminit. let's say that again. like wad the fuck? why can't they let us do on our favorite sports or something. then i'll do football. or soccer? or wadever for that matter. more importantly, i'll be able to do something on liverpool. haha.

anyways. i need help. on the projects that is. any takers? contact me. you know my number. i'll be waiting.

"wait long long ar lydia..." i'm sure that's going through your mind right now. but really. if you help me. i'll treat you to swensens or pizza hut or fish & co. or bubble tea. you decide.

i'm starting to enjoy thinking skills. actually it's thinking and problem-solving skills. i think. but i like it only when we dun need to do a presentation or anything. other than that, it's actually quite fun. we had to think and solve some complicated questions. put our thinking skills into action. and think. think out of the box. me and my friends really think out of the box. way, way far out. our imagination ar..really damn good lor. think too much already. when doing groupwork, other groups in the lecture theatre kinda do individually (when it's supposed to be groupwork). the theatre fell silent. not so la. and suddenly the not-so-silent silence is broken by our laughter. we laugh and laugh all the way. until the end of the lesson. and we'll be the last ones to hand in the work given. nice right. haha.

i like lectures. sometimes. not everytime. coz you can sit back and relax. but not for the discrete math lecture though. heck no. gotta pay attn in that. others. hmmm. can make it through la. hopefully.

goodness~ i've been spending a lot lately. bought this and that. unnecessary stuff. shit la. and then my friends go "wah lydia.. you suddenly so rich hor.. everyday got new stuff.." haha. where got rich. gotta control. or i'll be broke again. hmmm. on second thought, i'm already broke. after watching a movie after school yesterday. oh wait. i still have some cash left in my wallet. so ppl, if you're reading this, do a good deed today. and you'll be blessed forever. call this hotline 9-749-3314. and donate generously. only cash accepted though. minimum fifty bucks ya. no less. and i'll always love you.

haha.

wo mei you qian le.

the sun is shining on you. you have a bright future.

yup. i always say that to my friends and they give me this kinda face --> -.-''' haha. wad only huh. i'm spouting nonsense.

bleurgh~

listened to selena's "dreaming of you" over and over again. in the ipod. i like that song. it's so..nice. haha. but my all-time favourite song would have to be bon jovi's "always". love that song. since years ago. nice song. hmmm. watched jay-z and linkin park's collision course dvd over and over again. numb/encore and big pimpin'/papercut are the best i must say.

the wonders of how music can spread love. coz i'm in love with mike shinoda. haha.

stupid. lame. pathetic. me.

i'm hooked on clorets. damn it.

quite a long entry eh. somehow i can't stop typing. and i still say i can't blog about anything. there. i was wrong. fine. fine. i'm surprised if you're still reading up till here. it's either you have nothing better to do or you really wanna know more bout my lame life. haha.

okay. will stop now though. will find some other day to blog about other lame things.

call me if you need anything. hp free incoming all day. haha.

alright.

take care people. be good and love those who loves you. and find time to realize that there is one person who means so much to you, for you might wake up one morning losing that person whom you thought meant nothing to you.

bear that in mind.

au revoir~

nothing you confess could make me love you less...



with love, lydiana

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