Last night, when i switched on the telly to watch American Idol, I saw the credits rolling. D:

I have a blister on my toe, must be the shoes. D:

I keep forgetting the things i want to do. D:

I want to migrate somewhere & start anew. (Austalia/US??)

I hate copycats. Yup, I HATE COPYCATS.
During art, somebody ask me wat i'm doing. Then she copy my idea to do the autograph page. I was sooooooo unhappy that i tilted my chair back (she's sitting behind me) & said real loudly:'I hate copycats!' Bold for emphasis. & the person is none other than....... laHUlailaSlaHila.
Go figure.

im currently feeling extremely unhappy at the moment.
BUT i will not succumb to emo-ism.

I can't finish my lit report. I don't even know how to start.
How the hell am i going to write a report on a guy doing possibly because his dad made a wish on a monkey paw?????? Tsktsk.

Talking about tsktsk, sitting in AB's class is more dangerous than crossing a field of landmines. She screamed at me today cos im supposed to read her mind & know that i should close the curtain. When she was cursing that we were selfish & whatnot, i couldn't stop laughing. Don't ask me why.

Current craze: YouTube & American Idol