Crap again..

Crap. Pa's going to put a plasma tv in hakim's room. A PLASMA TV GET THAT!

ヾ(＠＾(∞)＾＠)ノ

Fckin.. pig. YOU LOOK UGLY WITH YOUR DAMNED HUGE SNOT OF A NOSE HOLE!

No, I don't care about the plasma tv. Really. I'm not a big fan of tvs anyway. Just that.. hakim's always getting what he wants. What he doesn't need also, he gets them. He gets XBOX, PSP, XBOX360, PS2, Games, and such.. I know he's always getting good grades and all.

But what about me? I hardly exist, huh?

Nevermind.

CRAPCRAPCRAP!

I feel like crap and yet I'm listening to Super Junior's Miracle. With their lyrics 'Life couldn't get better"

YES! COULDN'T LIFE GET BETTER THIS WAY?!

So.. anyway.. Fatin offered me a job. At the airport. The income is around.. $900? It's a steal, yeah. But.. It's everyday. I'm lazy.. So.. I turned it down. Just that, I haven't told Fatin that I'm not acceoting the offer. She really wants someone to accomapny her during the job, but ahhh.. this is kinda hard. I hope she won't hate me for this.

2007 Secondary 4 is graduating on...

JANUARY 1ST, 2008

Fancy date, huh?

I don't understand why must they set it on this date. I mean, isn't December 24th or 16th or 2nd good enough? Is it a good date to just kick out the satanic sec4greens huh? Yeah yeah.

Oh Crap. My alice nine love.. is fading. I've been watching too much of Super Junior and their videos.. Please help me restore back my alice nine craziness!! When I look at new alice nine magazine scans, I don't go insane or swoon in front of the monitor. My expression is just.. ┐(￣ヘ￣）┌ Yeah something like that. Not really that interested. I'm not liking this! But when I look at Super Junior pics, I go noisy. AHHHH I DON'T LIKE THIS!

5 bars of Snickers, all too myself.

ｷﾀ━━━(ﾟ∀ﾟ)━━━!!!

今日は退屈な1日です

I'm using the online transalator so this will be like crap if anyone decphers japanese text (￣_￣ i)

今日は退屈な1日です

私は本を読むことを試みました、しかし、気分〔法〕はありませんでした

それで私はkoreanドラマを見ることにくっついて離れないです

なぜドラマを全てのkoreaに与えるか同じことを陰謀をたくらませてください?!

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Nemoは太ります~~~~ (゜ρ゜)

Here

Crap, I don't understand too much of japanese.

Lately I've been watching Kdramas. I'm gonna finish watching My Lovely Sam Soon then I'm gonna watch Nobuta wa Produce again. It's a great drama! (^O^)/

So um this is a new story.. It's an Asian one.. So I like it alot.

Look at that girl, pretty isn’t she? That girl with half her body posted on that huge billboard on top of that famous shopping mall. With her overwhelming beauty, no wonder she’s there. Her fair skin, slim attracting figure, wide innocent blue eyes, long curling eyelashes dusting over her heart-shaped face with her blushing cheeks adding to her beauty. It’s sad that beauty of hers is just plastic. Fake, fake, and downright fake. Those are just layers of bullshit trying to attract men and make girls envy her. And yet, she’s successful in winning their hearts.

And here I am, leading a painful, sorrowful, almost non-existent life. Staring at the billboard of that pretty girl, becoming one of the girls envying her. I looked away, afraid I might start climbing to that billboard and claw her pretty face, even if it’s just a huge poster of her, not the real deal.

Really, what kind of plastic surgery did she go through?

In truth, she was my sister’s best friend. She wasn’t really beautiful, not that slim (maybe a few pounds added), and her eyes? They were pure Asian eyes. Black and dull. Her only attracting feature is her powerful top-notch voice. But now that she has struck herself a singing contract with a popular record company, they have since formed her into a beautiful swan that I can hardly recognize her.

Oh Gods of Beauty, the idea of plastic surgery shouldn’t exist if it means making those normal looking ones to envy the beautiful.

I looked at my watch. Late, again. Quickly I weaved my way through the afternoon crowd. After passing a few streets and alleys, I arrived at my workplace. A small café named Sunrise, Fun rise. Cheesy, I know. Because it’s located by a river which faces the sunrise. It opens at 7.30 in the morning, and closes at 10 at night. I’m lucky I secured myself the afternoon shift, which starts after school.

“Choy!! You’re late again! This is the second time this week! You’re fired the next time!” Shouted my