Sunday, August 06, 2006
♥ 3rd post of the day

Hi, it's my 3rd post of the day. The time now is 11.21pm and I'm still awake because I've slept very long during the day. And I've just finished the Geography assignment. I typed everything out, because my handwriting looks to small to be seen. Or maybe I just want to look neat, and I bother to do it only because it's Geography.

The clock in me is sort of screwed. And my head's driving me crazy. Ran out of Panadol, none of my siblings are home tonight, I have two rooms plus the living room to myself. And I feel like dancing. Ah sorry, I'm still feeling clouds in my head.

And you know what. I thought the Geography assignment is to be handed in tomorrow, when apparantly it's Friday. I feel like killing myself. But it's okay, because 34 minutes later it's going to be my favourite day of the week. And I'll go to school feeling high and happy and singing Fa Ru Xue at the top of my voice, although the top of my voice is not really high. Haa.

Right... What else can I say?

You know, the clouds in my head aren't those white fluffy clouds you see in Doraemon cartoons. They're rain clouds. And they're going to rain soon. So my brain's going to be drowned and I'm going to die. Because my brain can't swim. Or maybe I should try draining to water out from my head when it does rain, so that my brain will not drown, and so I won't die.

Haaaa. All these stupid metaphors are driving me crazy, because only retards like me seem to understand what shit I'm talking.

30 minutes more. Shall I continue blogging till 12am? Then I'll run to the clock when it chimes and then laugh at myself because I'm not Cinderella. Okay fine, I know this is a very old joke I tell over and over again. Just pretend it's funny alright? 11.31pm. All these crap and only 10 minutes have passed. Maybe I should just go dance and pretend to fall down so that I can laugh at myself. Hahahahahahahaha.

Sorry, I'm feeling very retard. I don't feel meiguish at all. And I seriously think I've gone crazy. Really. Do crazy people realise it when they go crazy? Or do all crazy people think they're not crazy? Just like people think they're not drunk when they are? Herh herh herh herh ta di di da daaa. I'm crazy, and you're crazier because you're listening to a crazy person.

Are you THAT bored to be reading my blog?

Yes?

Alright then. I'll try my best to entertain you. I'll dance, shall I? But you can't see me dance. Use your imagination then. Imagine me dancing. Funny huh? Now imagine me falling when I'm dancing. WHEEEEEEEE.

My god. Why am I SO retard today?!

11.35pm. Will I ever run out of things to blog about? 11.36pm already. That's 24 minutes to MONDAY. Sigh. Time really flies. But why am I still here? If time flies to the future, why can't I? You get me? Why can't I fly? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

I wanna flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

Nevermind. Shall I tell you a joke?

No? Too bad, I'm still going to tell the joke.

Once upon a time, there lived a man who likes to tell jokes. He tells jokes to the children in his village every day and night. The children grew sick of the jokes because he kept telling the same jokes. So one day, the man decided to tell a new joke. And the new joke goes like this:

Once upon a time, there lived a man who likes to tell jokes. He tells jokes to the children in his village every day and night. The children grew sick of the jokes because he kept telling the same jokes. So one day, the man decided to tell a new joke. And the new joke goes like this:

Once upon a time, there lived a man who likes to tell jokes. He tells jokes to the children in his village every day and night. The children grew sick of the jokes because he kept telling the same jokes. So one day, the man decided to tell a new joke. And the new joke goes like this:

Once upon a time, there lived a man who likes to tell jokes. He tells jokes to the children in his village every day and night. The children grew sick of the jokes because he kept telling the same jokes. So one day, the man decided to tell a new joke. And the new joke goes like this:

Once upon a time, there lived a man who likes to tell jokes. He tells jokes to the children in his village every day and night. The children grew sick of the jokes because he kept telling the same jokes. So one day, the man decided to tell a new joke. And the new joke goes like this:

Once upon a time, there lived a man who likes to tell jokes. He tells jokes to the children in his village every day and night. The children grew sick of the jokes because he kept telling the same jokes. So one day, the man decided to tell a new joke. And the new joke goes like this:

Once upon a time, there lived a man who likes to tell jokes. He tells jokes to the children in his village every day and night. The children grew sick of the jokes because he kept telling the same jokes. So one day, the man decided to tell a new joke. And the new joke goes like this:

Once upon a time, there lived a man who likes to tell jokes. He tells jokes to the children in his village every day and night. The children grew sick of the jokes because he kept telling the same jokes. So one day, the man decided to tell a new joke. And the new joke goes like this:

Once upon a time, there lived a man who likes to tell jokes. He tells jokes to the children in his village every day and night. The children grew sick of the jokes because he kept telling the same jokes. So one day, the man decided to tell a new joke. And the new joke goes like this:

Once upon a time, there lived a man who likes to tell jokes. He tells jokes to the children in his village every day and night. The children grew sick of the jokes because he kept telling the same jokes. So one day, the man decided to tell a new joke. And ----

The children got sick of the joke and went home crying.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Sheesh. It's only 11.40pm. I've 20 more minutes. That's alot. Shall I tell you a story?

Once upon a time, there lived a man who likes to tell jokes. He tells jokes to the children in his village every day and night. The children grew sick of the jokes because he kept telling the same jokes. So one day, the man decided to tell a new joke. And I shan't continue because I think you know the rest of the story. Hahahaha.

I just killed an ant. I'm sorry Ant. I killed you so that I can blog that I killed you. At least you died for a cause.

This entry seems pretty long. I think I'll end at 11.45pm instead. Because then I can imagine it's 12am and not 11.45pm. It's 11.44pm already. I have one more minute to say bye.

Bye.

Byebye. It's still 11.44pm.

Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye. Goodbye. Badbye. Very badbye. It's still 11.44pm.

Have a nice week ahead. It's finally 11.45pm. But I've imagined it to be 12am. Anyway, bye.