So am I supposed to go 'HALLELUJAH!" ?
I think it's been nearly a month since I've been here.
Quite some stuff have happened since then :/
And since it's 1.40am, and it's the bloody holidays.
I'm going to post everything!
Don't worry, you'll get a present after reading all this crap ;)
Let's BEGIN!
Number one.
So apparently I did not do so well in terms of education-_-
But I intend to kick some ass next semester.
Of course I'm going to need some study buddies.
Where the heck do you get those?!
It's like impossible to find someone who'd go 'DESIREE, SHUT UP AND STUDY!'
Volunteers anyone?
On my knees pleading in desperation here!
Number two.
Apparently I'm not doing well training-wise as well-_- -_-
Oh gosh, oh golly!
I swear I suck more than I did before.
Probably cause I've got no motivation on kicking ass.
Especially since I consistently get my ass kicked.
Haha, bummer:/
I mean, eventually you'd get used to just getting owned right?
Friendly on Saturday.
Not to mention POLITE is in this month.
HOLYYYY SHITTT!
Number three.
My social-life is a wreck.
In other words, I have no idea WTF happened to all my friends.
There's the ones who don't reply my bloody texts, tweets or answer my calls.
Yeah, then entertain the rest of the world.
Thanks, you're a real friend!
Then there's the ones who totally forget I exist.
You know, if I'm not invited, you can always tell me.
Instead of being a bitch and lying to me about it.
Okay, can.
Then there's the ones who only come to me when they need something.
Oh come on already!
Seriously?!
Okay, getting angsty.
I'm just going to move on.
Number four.
Crush story, if that's even considered a crush.
Getting nowhere, going nowhere.
So I'm done.
I think I'm fated to remain single all my life.
Or to be lesbian.
We'll just have to wait and see.
Number five.
I'm freaking 18!
It doesn't make much of a difference though.
Except the amount of freedom my parents surprisingly gave me.
And they're alot more open with my parties and alcohol issues.
Not bad, not bad at all.
Number six.
I totally forgot but this should have been the second one.
SCHOOLMATES. Intense.
So we had a chalet earlier on which went alright.
It pretty much gave me a better idea who I'm cool with.
And who's going to get their face slapped.
No names mentioned.
You should know who you are.
Number seven.
Okay. I'm brain-dead.
It's 2.10am already and i've been blogging for half an hour.
Nice (Y)
So number seven is the present I promised I'll give.
Hahahaha.
It's my camwhore photo.
Yupp. NOT ALL. JUST TWO.
SUCKER.
Enjoy!
Laugh at it, zoom at my flaws, do something!
I don't really give to shits.
I'm out.
How typical.
This is my mugggg-shot btw.
