blogging is a passing fad. it is. haha. yet why am i still being hit by anonymous taggers. school has been a drag. lessons are boring so far. hopefully it will get better. haha. why am i just rambling on and on. its as if i have nothing else to say. man the pratas in school are damn nice. especially their roti johns. i support manchester united, but i dont have freaking cable tv so i cant watch their match tonight against arsenal. liverpool owned chelsea. that rocks. my mum bought fantastic durian puffs yesterday. it was delicious. i love herbal soup, pronounced as “erbal”. the H is silent. we had herbal steamboat yesterday. delicious. nw im watching the dance floor. its amusing to see ppl vent their frustrations on tv. maybe we dont realise how dumb we look when we vent our frustrations. why is it ok to spend 500 on 3 bags, but its extravagant to spend 90 bucks on a super nice pair of shoes? at least i dont start to regret buying my shoes like 2 days after the buy. at least im very happy with it. and female fashion is like seriously going down the drain. all these old fashioned ugly baggy dresses all around and whats worse is my mum and sis are actually buying them. what happened to sexy tank tops and spaghetti tops with a nice denim skirt and figure hugging t-shirts with slim nice jeans. and who is my history teacher i am clueless. why do ppl find guitar boring. its the same thing as why ppl find church boring. they dont have the passion for guitar/god. what can guitar do to be more interesting. start playing soccer in our guitar room or bring a drum set and a keyboard and mikes and start jamming. or bring in sexy gals for some bartop dancing. why do gals cause ppl to change so much. ppl in school suddenly becoming altogether new ppl. old friends suddenly walking past u like u were non-existent. ppl spreading rumours as if their lives depended on it. guys thinking of forsaking their school cuz of the lack of gals. why are some ppl so thick-skinned. u offer to treat them to a bowl of noodles they ask for a drink. u offer to buy a 3 dollar gift they ask for 10. asking u to buy bags unless u have no money than buy clothes. ill be happy with a bowl of noodles for my birthday. my mum’s like nagging for me to wash the dishes. so yeah i guess ill stop ranting about and shut up, like what i should have done right from the beginning. really.
