Monday, January 05, 2009/8:15 AM
I like posting in the morning. It's a sensation and a tradition to me all at the same time. We can all choose, whether to post in the morning or at night. We don't really post in the afternoon other than times when we really need a perk-me-up on a boring day. I would post at night, but at night, I am basically too engrossed in conversations with all of you online that I cannot be bothered to update my blog. Morning is the time for reflection and night time is the time for communication.

a.m- always morning.
p.m- past morning.

My living room is very quiet in the morning. It's very spacey. As I sit here in my big, fat comfy chair I can see my room door closed on my..... left. My door is always closed because it's so messy inside that my parents insist that it is hidden from public's view. And I like to keep it closed because it's my own treasure cove and no one is supposed to see it.

I'm having breakfast now. I am having pancakes with honey and butter (THAT I MADE BY MYSELF) and coke in a can (THAT I DID NOT MAKE MYSELF). Such a beautiful combination. The golden and sweet taste of pancakes that melts in your mouth joined by the fizz and sensation that Coca Cola brings. Sweet on sweet. Gorgeous. I am not usually a breakfast person but I heard it's the most important meal of the day and we must eat healthy. I'm eating ice-cream later.

Right now I am online appearing offline. But I'm talking to Hanan because he is so much fun. Talking to Hanan reminds me of our past secondary school days when I used to throw staple bullets at him and talk crap with him. How I would make an exception to my rule and spoke Malay to him when the time called for it. Don't let his exterior fool you, but Hanan has a very sentimental soul. *muffled laughter*

You know what, I am going to let this post pacify you lot while I compose a new one about my secondary school life.


Now you've listened to my story, here's the point that I have made.
Chicks were born to give you fever, be it Ferenheit or Centigrade.

can you guess what song these two lines came from?

self-proclamation.
My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities. I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.

read my lips.

they're watching.

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