Now you see me for who i am.

Well ladies and gentleman, this is your evening anchor, deleon, reporting on another frighteningly fucked-up crack of night in Marsiling, Singapore.

Ola! I'm down to my last sip of Grapeade juice (Snapple) and listening to this awful hip hop rapping shit on the radio that goes bumelly bumelly bumbumbum blah blah and followed by hard banging of drums and still the background goes bumelly bumelly. pftt. and so once again I'm trying to find my last 2 episodes of skins but the loading is taking forever. Basically, Chris had a painful death and it's sad that he is no longer in Skins (cus i personally thought he was always the carefree type) and on the other hand, Cassie is starting to act strange again, not a cute-strange kind of way like before (that's when i totally liked her) but weird-strange (that's when i just think she's seriously strange).

Right. on the other hand, I'm more than half way done reading The Bitches Posse. Basically, it emphasises on friendship which also relates to parents on crack, getting drunk, sex, getting hooked on Xanas, abusive boyfriends, self mutilation and thus basically a novel of secrets, courage, sacrifice and hopes against the odds. I like to see things that is related to reality. Not like those fictional type of books that makes you imagine alot. To imagine the unimaginable that is.

The flue bug hit me once again. I am that sick. Thanks to the never ending rain, it kind of enables viruses to travel faster and attacks easier (they prefers to prey on the weak i suppose). So, I've been a stay-home-granddaughter to my nan and had been basically doing nothing (excpet that i tried playing dota and managed to always reach the 5th or 6th level and end up quitting...which also means i suck and that i should forget about the whole game) but i suppose that's what she's always wanted (which is to stay home and to keep her company).

It was funny about how i talked about death to nan last night over dinner with ken and she asked me if i was afraid to die. I looked at her and gave her a straight no and then looked back down at my plate. As soon as i did that, i wondered why i said no and realised that it's not for me to decide if i ever leave this world. If its meant to be, than it shall be it.

Funny isn't it how I'm talking about death. Haha. Alright, to brighten things up, we all have things to look forward to and i got one. IT'S FINALLY THE LAST DAY OF THE HUNGRY GHOST FESTIVAL. No more shivers down my spine. No more hair standing moments,no more news of people getting possessed written all over the newspaper. What a relief.
WHAT. A. RELIEF.

Besides that, i have another thing to look forward to. My aunt and my cousin/cousins (might be Kristen instead of the guys or might be all 3 of them all the better) are thinking of coming over in December. I do hope they will be spending Christmas and the countdown with us again just like before (cus year 2006 countdown with them wasn't that amazing) So i wanna make it up to them(: If you ask me, it's definitely going to be lovely!

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