Wow, second entry for today!

How to make a Anti-Sociallous

Ingredients: 5 parts shyness 6 parts sacrasm 4 parts evil stares

Method: Stir together in a giant black pot. Add eye of newt and wing of bat to taste! Do not overboil! Heat gently. Write down any observation you see.

I'm tired physically and mentally. Save me.

Small school homecoming queen
She's the star in this scene
Theres no way to deny she's lovely
Perfect skin, perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she's ugly
Maybe I'm just jealous
I can't help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my gay friends wants to date her.

She is a head prefect, I'm in the air rifle
She is a GB-er I'm sittin in the stands
She gets the top bunk I'm sleeping on the floor
Shes Miss BBSS and I'm just the girl next door

Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutaunt
Everything that you want
Never to harsh or too demanding
Maybe I'll admit it
I'm a little bitter
Everybody loves her but I just wanna hit her

She is a head prefect, I'm in the air rifle
She is a GB-er I'm sittin in the stands
She gets the top bunk I'm sleeping on the floor
Shes Miss BBSS and I'm just the girl next door
Oh oh, I'm just the girl next door

I don't know why I'm feelin sorry for myself
I spend all my time wishin that I was someone else

She is a a head prefect I'm in the air rifle
She is a GB-er I'm sittin in the stands
I get a little bit she gets a little more
Shes Miss BBSS and... she's Miss BBSS
I'm just the girl next door...

I think i screwed up most of my tests.

On a side note, enjoy this video.

Oh crap! This is not good!

I think one of my 'enemy' could have been reading my blog since last april!

*smacks forehead*

MORON!

I've been browsing through the archives then i saw his name. A weightlifter with a sledgehammer could have hit me and have a lesser impact on me. I was shocked, devastated, astonished and disturbed among other things.

Oh man, my uber secrective blog could be not-so-uber secrective anymore!

Yes, i'm bloody irratating and i have loads of enemies just waiting to tear me into thin slices and make me into sashimi. Probably dipped in wasabi too.


Ah! No! I am not a platter of sashimi!!!

I don't know why, but only a selected few likes me maybe i'm too quiet or anti-social or because everyone say i look so fierce in the morning. They also say i looked extremely pissed off when i look... umm pissed off. (What kind of oxymoron pharse is that?! *mentally kicks self*)

Anyway, to show that i do NOT look fierce when i wake up in the morning, here's a photo of me waking up in the morning.
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Continue, go on. It's not that far!
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See?! I don't look fierce at all!