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Author
The author is a paranoid, deranged and cynical misanthrope who records snippets of her life so that she will remember them when she grows old and withered. The identities of any names or initials on this blog are based on the assumptions of the reader unless otherwise specified, and the author claims no responsibility for them.
Reality
The author somehow got into medical school. Yes, you of the general public, shudder and fear the wrath of an inept doctor.
Loves
Reading, Maisy (my dog), tea, writing (albeit badly), piano, music, junk food.
Hates
Almost everything else besides the things mentioned above.
Friends
Bao Cheng' Bernice' Chien Young' Chun Hing' Claire' Faustina' Felicia' Ferly' Gloria' Irene' Irene & Jiaying' Jac' Jiamin' Jiasin' Jiaying' Lutheng' Karene' Marissa' Melesa' Mingyi' My fictionpress' Pamelia' Pei Rong' Qiu Ting' Rachel' Satires Site' Stasia' Sylvia' The Clique' Vinette' Wenjia' Xin Rong' Xue Ying' Yanne & I' Yanne & Jamie' Zeena' 203'
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Chat area
Right... Give me a minute please.
Done. Mom was asking me to help her check the share prices, and so I've done her the favour. Apparently, there's a doke who's been buying the shares, so it's been going up and down, up and down, and my mom seems rather angered by that guy.
I had my first piano lesson over in Perth today, and got to skip half of my English lesson for it... *smirks and rubs hands in sheer glee* The next time, it's going to be MATHS. I CAN'T WAIT. Maths sure brings joy in times like this...
Well, the teacher said that I had potential (or was it abilities) that would take me far, or some bullsh*t, and I was stifling my laughter while she ranted on and on. Me, having abilities? You must be kidding, since any audience that sees my face and hears a few of my cynical comments would immediately die of a cardiac arrest, and I do not wish to be accused of being a terrorist, nor having really smelly farts to knock people out.
Enough digression, allow me to continue... Obviously, people were amused and delighted by the way I saw things to be (see the school blog for more details. My blog post there is titled 'blogging? Or plain clogging of servers?'. I know that it isn't a really apt title to give to an article, since the sheer cynical vibe of it would put anyone off, but I had just activated the 'snooze' feature on my brain at that point in time. But I apparently drew quite a huge number of audiences, and even went further to inspire a post by one of the leaders of the blog. I must say that I am honoured, though I was named as a typical teen with hormone rages, trying to rebel against authority, but I've concluded that I've officially done my part for this blogging competition, and would continue to write from time to time since it drew so many visitors. I had 4 comments in less than a day, and one post. Oblivious to the number of comments/posts there are at the moment though.
The 4 comments were considerably positive, but the post was clearly disapproving of my cynical tone (There! I've told you! *caresses crystal ball...*), though it was interesting to see what she wrote. It had really big loopholes and logical fallicies, though I am intelligent enough not to point them out (Reason being that I'd only be cussed at even more, although I am sure viewership numbers would go through the roof), I'd decided to carry out some self-entertainment by pointing them out to Yanne (sorry for bothering you with my rantings, Yanne...).
Obviously, I am intelligent enough not to put my comments here, for I am fond of quoting people, and if that certain person had decided to test out her search engine skills, I'd be having to order shiploads of amulets and garlic. Perhaps not garlic... By saying that, I am seriously assuming that she is not a vampire, and that is with the little goodness of my heart (which is covered in bile already anyway). Oh d*mn... We have a Science test tomorrow, and well, it involves volcanoes, which we had been learning about last year, and which I have cleanly forgotten (at the moment, my mind's like the whiteboard of a classroom before the teacher enters), nor bothered to listen about. And I am as bothered about it has I am about cleaning the toilet (what a nice analogy...). I'd failed my Geography last year, and I am absolutely proud to say so (it was the first major exam I'd flunked).
Brand me insane. I am sure I'd be happier off in IMH.
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