It's always like dat i really hate it. I ran to my room. My door slam shut. I kicked my pillow and i pulled it back.

I scream like a lunatic. I look right into my mirror and my cosmetic blurred my eyes. I squeezed the teddy bear.

I saw it suffocating. I laughed. I did dat all because of. My blog. It's spoil. So I make a new one. Wait before dat.

I wanna slap myself for ruining it. And i wanna thanks Levina for the effort of my new blogskins.

But i don't really favor it. So i'm sorry. Ya. Erm. Anyway. It've been a long time since i changed my skin. Ohh. Okay.

I hate Plastic bags. To mii most of them look so auntie. I prefer paper bags. Foods are smile. But fats are frown.

I'm so happy dat i found this skin. My feet brings mii dancing out of my room. My finger stretch itself forcing the gate open.

The brains works. Calling the key. Anyway. In short. I just physically opened the door. My neighbor call for mii.

And he was awarded a big tight slap. Okay. This is so random. Overall watt i mean is i was happy. = . =".

This is my signature face. = . =" I love fullstops. No commas in my life. A full sentence and a fullstops.

A quick start and a quick end. Between the quick. It must be Slow. Commas tells everybody. It's still continuing.

And i don't like. 3RD of march is the first time my belly-button was tied. And of course it's also my last. Presently.

I've got Good boyfriend. Good brothers. Good family. Good seniors. Good studies. Good life. And a good type of Body shampoo.

My Soap is luminous. But i don't see my skin glitter nor shine. The promoter lied.

Okay saying about boyfriend. Love life. Still young. Enjoying. No comment :]

And brothers. School life. Hand-in-hand. Smiling. The-guys-without-mouth. They nvr tell my secret. Yes they do.

Among themself. My unglamorous attitude and doings. They tease and laugh. Calling names and insult.but we're still best friend
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Best brothers. And it's for life. I love each other :] Sound so gay! Pornographic. Dota. Babes. Maths. Basketball. They could score A.

Family. We're all weirdos. I've a sister and one mum and dad. Just like everybody. My mum is chio. But my dad are not.

My dad are humorous but my mum are not. My sister and mii are very different. In everyting. Find out for yaself

Seniors. Basically it's all regent seniors. May it be LSC. Basketball. Library. Chior. Handball. Redcross. Etc. Juniors rock too.

Studies. No preference. Watt given is watt to be known. Everyday i'll be staying in the library till 5 evening. Do drop by and say hii!

LIFE! Ohh ya. Read my everyday!

WHAT I DON’T WAN TO DO WHEN I GROW UP

People tend to have the thought of what they want to do when they grow up. Of course I’ am not excluded as well. People also will have the thought of what they do not wish to do such as some low-graded, boring, dangerous job. The jobs that I think that are not suitable for me are like news reporter. This job require fantastic memory and I don mind to adapt to this job if I will become famous but it doesn’t allow me to be so. It should be very boring as I can only smile and not laugh I must wear office clothing and not casually. Most importantly, I have to report everything the script have written no matter it’s funny or disguting

I hate shopping mall guard. They give me the feeling of them being busybodies. I love playing catching or hind-and-seek in the mall and they will walk towards me and shout: ” stop playing here!! “ I hate being a live guard who work at the swimming pool. It make me becoming tan due to the hot sun, I will sweat and have pimple and freckles. Being a lifeguard make me ugly. And I won’t want to become a personal security guard as I held a heavy responsibility. I will be blame if the person who hires me met an accident and it is dangerous. I always watch in the movie that the bodyguard has to become a shield for its owner. I won’t want that to happen to me.

I like interaction with people. Being a sale person may have lot of interaction but I will have a low income and if I am not getting a standard pay, if I were to be taking commission, I may be working in vain when people don’t buy my stuff. I have to tolerate some housewife and cheapskate’ people I know the difficulties of this job the best as I have done this job as my first job and currently my last job. I have been a promoter who is giving out ‘munchies’ sample. I am not selling my product but I just have to give the free sample by the time given and I am done. At first I’ am afraid that the biscuit won’t be finish as it reaching the time limit. I tried to cheat and ate a few packets but it was not enough as I still have a few boxes. I have left with no choice but to carry box of biscuit to distribute. My finger felt numb and tiring. I saw a few ‘aunty’ I walk toward them. They are so ‘kind’, they took dozen of packet each. I told them not to take too much with an unhappy expression instead of listening to me they ignore me. I felt a little happy initially when I look at the empty box. But after they left I felt more guilty then happy. I felt that I have not done good job although it’s only part-time. So I would not do this kind of job as I am only taking money from my boss but not doing a good job.

This goes without saying, people will never wish that oneself would do job such as cleaners, constructions worker, beggar and job that are counted as low-graded. I will felt being despise and no dignity as I’ am not a cripple nor do I have mentally-disease. I prefer working with my hard-earn money rather than sitting on a spot at the street waiting for money to roll in from people who sympathise you. Being a cleaner is not much disgraceful than being a beggar but it’s neither a high-graded job. I have to put up with all the dirtiness cause by people who all not civilised and I still prefer working in a air-condition room then a hot and stuffy street of a tiny storeroom. Being a construction worker does not make me proud too. The lift that the workers use to travel up and down has met an accident too. I read from some newspaper article that worker fell from high building while constructing high sky-scraper I suppose that their family and friend felt sad for them, therefore I don’t want this situation apply to me and my love-one and once I have adapt to a environment, I am devoted to it, even if the accident may not happen to me, It may happen to my fellow colleague.

Therefore these 6 jobs have been disqualified.I would love to be a teacher, i has given that job serious thought before I decided my goal. As the thought of teaching children make me happy and contented. But I tend to hesitate due to my impatience, bad temper, and I’m not knowledgeable enough. I will study hard and strive for this exciting job. I believe it’s awaiting me in the future. But if I’ am not qualified to be one, I may choose to be an idol or even a superstar. I aim high so I will not disappoint myself. Overall, I will never be any type of guard, cleaner, beggar, sales person, construction worker.

my 4 hundred word compo became a 7 hundred word compo .. it is 900 plux initially but i given levina a paragrah .. hahax .. can't believe even compo can share too .. ;] ..