Wednesday, April 30, 2008 . 6:48 PM

i can kill a certain fat slut already. Do nothing for the d n t, want him to d more complain, say he want to leave group, we try let him he do more he dun want, last lesson still run off and complain. We have damned well bore our frustration well and gave him tons of chances. He blew them all. and so the d n t teacher Mr Quek was f***ing pissed off, made us stay back during recess, lunch was taken up by councelling (its only that fat bi7c# who needs it), then go to Mr Maran so i was so hungry afterwards. and no strength. That fat bastard who has artherosclorosis is gonna die. I'll wreck the diorama in front of him, FOR REAL, pin him to the wall, dissect all his fats out, cut the few muscles he has out, cut open his skull, poke needles in, replace skull, take darts and plunge them into his heart. And i'll connect him to a life-preserve machine before to keep him alive. Then remove it... I feel evil coursing through my veins. Watever. his name is now taboo. I'll kill anyone who speaks his cursed name. If he causes more problems he dies. He fucking well dies.

*obscenities shall be ignored. Thankyou.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008 . 9:20 PM

the voodoo doll some emo girl discovers. something like deathnote for no apparent reason.

It was twilight in St Andrew's close, Florida. Class just ended for Sarah. She picked up her stuff and slowly walked to the bus stop, coversing with her friend (the one and only), Rita. Then they went on seperate buses. Sarah hunched her body and drew her legs together andawaited the end of the journey. When Sarah got off the bus she still had a short distance to go. Along the way, she found something interesting...
What's this? Sarah muttered to herself as she bent down to pick the doll up. It was a dirty white due to having been stepped on on the dusty sand path. It was finally kicked into a sparsely leaved bush, where Sarah's dark eyes picked them up.

Sarah was a typical Americian girl. White skin colouration, brown hair (she dyed them black), black pupils, part-time job, homework to worry about. But she was different in the fact that she was a Goth kind of girl. She wore black lipstick and striped clothes (completely OUT of the fashion) and hunched her back and carried a little bag with her all the time. Also due to the stupid things stated above Sarah had little friends. Well, none, actually, save for her fellow Goth mate. Both of them were outcasts in the high school they studied in, but they didn't care. Well, not much anyway.

Sarah's home was a nice bungalow in the surburbs. It was decidedly modern and was the envy of all the neighbours. But Sarah's room was a little special. A fireplace, drawn curtains, a large red bed fringed by lots of emo-looking(so to speak) dolls. And now Sarah crossed the road and went up the stairs to her room, and brushed the new doll off and set it carefully down at the centre of her bed. Then she went downstairs for dinner (cereal oats and milk).

Upstairs the doll glowed and the room became slightly darker... As so did the rest of Sarah's future life..... lol. another new update. in millions of years.

Yah. Rhapsody was like, last thursday? time laspe of 5 days lol...
it was a success at any rate, though during rehersal it was terrifying as out conductor Mr Kwei shouted out at our disorderly manner in which we walked in. but he is a very good conductor, at any rate. I think Credo was the nicest anw.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008 . 8:28 PM

wow. first update in many a time. w00t.

anw schoolwork has gotten a big boom, choir ends damned late, we sound crappy, i sound crappy, performance 2 days away, fuk this keyboard, com got virus thanks to azmi the bugger, i sleep 3 hours per day since 2 wks ago, sleep in class, projects got alot of slackers, i have to do all the work.....

Which is just why i only just updated. Anw I attended a choir concert. First half was the usual boring shit, but after that- oh, High School Musical. WTF. choir became drama. Watever. it was nice.

The female lead actress was so bitchy, slutty, and in one of the dances there was some... uh.. suggestive motions. But irregardless of that i got hyped up and left the hall eergetically. Really, it was nice, apart from choir performance becoming drama thing.

Anw ryan happi birthay. The vampire must drink more blood. As a present to you i would like you to add back the song (dosen't play now somehow) and change skin to phantom (: I feel devilish.