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i want to have a private blog to put down all my feelings but i can't be half-arsed.

twilight was okay. not thaaaaaaaat bad. but not that good either :\
reached home @ ard 10 that day and i ate subway meltz with oil and vinegar it was niceeeee but i don't like subway for the fact that everytime i eat it's messy and veggie will fall (not a lot la).

today wanyue shihui and mengxuan came to my house and my father saw wanyue and mengx playing with the flab.e.los thing or something. walau i would so much rather a treadmill but my dad's like "put where?" seriously there is not much space left.

anyway it's a known fact that i suck at running and 2.4km. seriously i will just die and fail again next year i hate people to see me run coz i run weird. i think i look like i'm a good runner but that is as far away from the truth as the two ends of the universe (which probably isn't even defined la).

i finished my 1500words compo woo. I hate that i ming ming nothing to write but then i suddenly blab a lot and exceed o.o only 200plus words exceed though, so it's okay. my word count is exactly 1500. once i wrote until exactly 888 words woo i am a lucky gal.

no not really.

merry xmas y'all, not really feeling the festive mood.

i don't even feel like blogging but i'm so bored and my chin is flat and i want to sleep and eat spaghetti.

i told my dad i finished my homework but seriously other than the compo i've only written a grand total of one sentence for social studies. but i didn't want him to keep bugging me about it. this year he's suddenly a lot more concerned about my academics.

i'm not half as smart as some people think i am. including him.