I am very certain that after you finished reading this particular one i blog, you would most definitely think I must be out of my mind. To tell you the truth, I think I am. I am in love with John Christopher Depp, better known as Johnny Depp.  This is no joke, however ridiculous it might seem. I am totally obsessed with him. Lol. I have taken a vow that I will marry no one but Johnny Depp. I bet this is a vow taken by many many women who had found him extremely irresistable.

Isnt he just so god forsaking sexy?

Lol. Yeah, by now, I know you would probably be saying or thinking that I have gone totally nutcase. However, for me, I think that's just a matter of opinion. lol.

can you all fucking stop

spreading every fucking thing in

 my life to every other fucking

people? can't you just fucking

read it and shut the fuck up

afterwards?

what the hell is wrong with you people? i dont need everybody to know about my fucking business. i can see that having a fucking blog is a wrong decision.

btw, whoever read my blog before and i have written wrongly about you, i appologise for not telling it to your face. very sorry and hope our friendship still stays.

It's been 27 days since my last entry here. Many things had happened. And I'm emo-ing like hell here.

My parents are filing for a divorce.

I'm losing friends.

I'm fucking annoying.

I havent finished my homework.

My parents are killing me.

I am not a good friend to anyone.

liar!!!!!!!!! - that was izzie.

lol. will continue

so...
hmmm....
okay.. Fiona, Sherman, Eliot, Edwin, and Rosalind came over to my house yesterday.

Many things happened:-
1) went to mid valley to lead them to my house.
2)Sherman totally neglected the fact that even if he couldn't follow my dad's car, i could have easily brought him to my house. 5 times all together I have reminded him this. Smart. -______________-"
3)Reached my house, we all went in to my house, where I heard many sighs of admiration from the sight of my home. lol. The guys were hungry, extremely. They decided to sit at the living room to gossip about I don't know what, while I showed the girls around my garden.Fiona didn't dare to lie on the hammock, and it's hammock, Fiona, not that "thing thing" or "swing thingy". lol.
4)Mum cooked pasta and udon soup for them. Most of them couldn't eat much but I forced them to. Haha. *the song of evil* . Eliot and Fiona had a fight over the last piece of raw salmon sashimi. Lol.
5) I gave everyone a tour in my house. And made them go down to the hammock again. And Sherman fell off the hammock. You know why? Edwin started swinging the hammock which Sherman was lying in, and Sherman got scared and put his leg out to try to stop the hammock but his leg was too short and as he tried to stretch his leg out, he lost balance and flew off the hammock and fell off. He got bruises at his left ribs area and a cut on his right knee. Lol. And he wanted to show that he's macho by not going to wash his injuries and putting medicine on it. How lame the attempt to show man-ness. lol. In the end, he couldn't stand the pain and he finally washed his injuries and ask for medicine and handiplast. Lol.
4)Went to my room for major chit-chatting and cam-whoring and msn-ning( For Fiona only).
5)Went to Xenri, the Japanese Restaurant near my house for very very very good ice cream.Sherman fetched us there, and I had to sit in the trunk of his bloody Kembara, so not fun. It was painful for both my butt and my head.
6)When going back to my home, it was Edwin's turn to sit in the Kembara trunk, if it's bad for me, you can guess how bad it was for him as he is much longer and taller and heavier than I am. Haha. It was fun.
7)And so, me and Edwin bid goodbye to the rest and went home waiting for my dad to come back from Bangsar to fetch Edwin to Mid Valley.

Pictures:

Rosy posing for camera to indicate how happy she was to be in my home.lol. 

Sherman's lack of posing skills.

Sherman and Edwin in need of privacy for brokeback mountain 2. 

On going.

Fiona happily using my comp.

Sherman still lack of posing skills.

Sherman, me and Rosie.

After brokeback mountain 2. still high. 

using my computer. *whistles* nice undies, fi fi ona na

lol.for now, that's it 

hi.i'm in a terrible mess.

I'm so pissed. I'm really pissed. I'm so pissed I could just take a knife and stab someone so hard. Why must some people be so unreasonable? Why must they be so idiotic to losing their minds to cut out everyone in their life just because she is jealous of them? This is the fucking story about this particular ass. She used to be so nice, sitting next to me, naturally we became close. She told me her secrets and problem, i lend a ear and write advices columns. But recently, just because of a guy that she likes did not respond the way she wanted him to, she instantly hates every single girl the guy ever contacted or talk to. I was one of the girls who talked to him, and i was being prejudiced by her. She makes me feel suffocated by her bossy attitude and her over controlling freaky habit. I have no heart to tell her off because she gets hurt easily and she was never good with dealing with problems. I really get so pissed everytime i see her. And i had to pretend nothing is wrong because i got all these info from the guy. Just shoot me in the head and get it over with rather than torturing me like i'm an animal in a cage in a zoo.

okay, that's the first thing. The second thing is about my family. I'm under humongous pressure as you all know what is going on between my parents. I feel like i'm being ripped into 2 parts just to satisfy both of them. I dont know what to do. Everytime i see my dad get so sad and etc, my heart breaks; everytime i see my mum cry and complain about etc, my heart breaks even more. I never thought something like this would happen. I always thought i have the best family in the world, an intact family.Even though i was always being caned and beaten up, abused and etc, i never thought anything would happen to my family. But i guess i was wrong, i was very very wrong. I hate being here, i hate being torn into 2 parts, i hate to feel sad and broken, i hate the whole situation.

okay, that's the second thing. Now, we move on to the third thing. Tiffany left school. Tiffany fucking left school. I love you Tiffany. I love spending time with you, laughing about Michelle, sharing common interest in thrashing Teo, hating a certain teacher who teaches maths, and imagining ways to kill people, i miss hearing you laugh at stupid things i say, i miss scolding you for always trying to correct my english, i miss miaoing to disturb you, i miss you making fun of me not recognizing what holebi and hetero is, i miss you talking and pestering me about MCR, i miss waving you away and insulting you about MCR, i miss ranting to you how much i hate MCR, i miss gossiping about the fat man with you, i miss listening to you sing songs that i dont even listen to, i miss sharing every moment i have with you, i miss your companionship in green house whatevers, i miss listening or reading whatever depressing songs that include screaming that you like, i miss you insulting me, i miss the way you talk to me when i reacted stupidly, i miss you passing your sexi-ness to me through your butt-nudge, i miss laughing at you for wasting michelle's chicken, i miss annoying you with stupid made up songs or dance, i miss having you to listen to my problems, i miss having you around me and michelle and li hui and shakira and alana. It's just wrong without you, dear.Plain wrong.

that's the third thing, here's the forth thing.

I NEED A SOUL MATE. A DISTRACTION. A LISTENER.

the fifth.

i desperately want to be happy again.