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Disclaimer The reader accepts, on reading of this disclaimer, that the Internet is a vast wasteland of crap that spews out of human minds. This blog is no different. Any assumptions or conclusions that the reader draws from this blog are not the responsibility of the author, along with any physical or psychological harm that might result from the reading of this blog. 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' Archives Chat area |
Friday, November 25, 2005
Replies to tags: Jiaying: I still like the feeling of my head on my shoulders... And I've corrected the link. Zeena: There's no autumn in Singapore... *waves at Zeena* Haven't I told you enough of society to make you think about it? When have Singaporeans ever bothered? ...: Hmm... I accept your generous advice, and thank you for wasting your time on my idiotic blog. But, I'm already accustomed to such anonymous time-wasters, and shall thus play along with your game of time-wasting (I have tons of time to waste, no worries). Yanne: Thanks! In case you all don't know, Yanne didn't type that 'You are an idiot' tag. It's by some anonymous coward who's going to play the 'waste your time' game with me. I'm not going to give that talk about 'this is my blog, you can get your stinking ar*e out of here since I rule', since I've decided to put this up on the World Wide Web, and I shan't be so cowardly as to shield my fat ar*e with my stubby hands (unlike the tagger). Shall not spoil my mood, since there's no point... Going off to do my commonwealth essay. 4:46 PM
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