Don't ask about the weird titles I pick. I just type whatever I feel like when I come face to field with the rectangular box.

I'm hungry. I want to order pizza right now. But I'll be a nice person and wait for my brother to return first. My karma could always be a little better =D

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On a more serious note, I have realised how crushed I would be to be simply called an infatuation. I'm not taking it back, of course, but it just doesn't sound right on its own that way. So, I'm here to make things clear.

My 'infatuations' are dear friends. They are just like any other friends I have, only I think about them more often than I should. I love all my friends as friends and as individuals, and these infatuations of mine are no different.

Not like I'd let you know if you are or was an infatuation of mine before, but just so I don't seem as shallow anymore. I do think I sounded shallow-ish before. Hope this has fixed things a little.

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Exams are such a mood dampener. No fun. No fun I tell you. It's pretty obvious that they weren't meant to be fun, of course. Otherwise, a school wouldn't be a school. It would be a playground. Playgrounds are fun. =]

I'm most likely going to some friends' little event tomorrow. A fashion show they decided to put on for fun. I'll be going almost right after tennis. Oh how I miss tennis D: Haven't played for two weeks!

I will abuse my rights as a teen with excessive energy and demand that I play tennis at least twice every week after the dreaded examinations.

Speaking of tennis, the Penang Open's coming up soon! Who will be selected to go? Drum roll please! *cue drums with abrupt stop* I still don't know! Mandy and Michelle's a shoe in to take part. Yee Ling and I will most likely not be selected. As we are... not good enough as good as they are.

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That will be all! Come home soon, King of Shoes! I want my pizza!

See you! Can't stop thinking about you.