Yes, I know the reactions from all you closet muggers everywhere. What the hell am I doing here? Ahhahahhh..all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, people. I gotta de-stress once in a while, you know. I can't be stuffing my face with Extension of the Cold War, SEAsian nationalism, Coleridge and his soppy love-sick unimaginable poems, Othello the black Moor from Othello, elasticities of demands and supply, black markets, market failures, Malay and peribahasa, GP and comprehensions, and of course, Math and integration. Speaking of which, I have managed to complete a quarter of my syllabus. Yay! Quite an achievement, I must say.

And whoever agrees that the cha cha dance which we did for PE is dumb, please say 'Aye'. It was boring, save for a girl from God-knows-which-class who, when we had to move our hands for cha cha, she was more of like doing the chicken flapping its wings. Mwahahahha!!! I'm evil and I know it. She looked too damn ugly, and obviously, with actions like that, she's subjecting herself to criticism.

I'm Evil And I Know It. Period.

I've signed up for hip hop for the Festival of Life. Apparently, Farhana and Hilyah are joining the duo of me and Isyah. Yay! The four of us shall rock the house! Weets! Even despite the fact that I've got classmates who think that we might lose our stamina and die from EXTREME EXHAUSTION from doing hip hop, since we're all fasting on that day.

Which brings me to my next point. We're going to begin fasting this Sunday. That's good, cos that means Raya is coming. Woohooo!

Oh bloody friggin hell, I really need to exercise my control from any electronic devices during this period. I know I said that for the umpteenth time, but this time, I'm sure I can do it. Yeah! This abstinence better produce results, I tell you.

I'm Evil, And So Are You...

till then...