virginangelic

So the parents are back from their 20th anniversary honeymoon. Of ALL places to go, they go to Malacca for three days. Later tomorrow, I'll pester my dad to get a new router seeing how I've tried countless times to get the wireless connection up and running to no avail.

Anyways, they brought home quite a fair load of stuff. They buy my sisters bags, jewellries and clothes and I get just clothes. Gah, I'm sounding like one of those bitchy green eyed buffoons. But seriously - ALL the clothes they bought looked so damn similar to the clothes I already have that was bought in Malaysia that I'm starting to wonder if that's all that Malaysia has to offer. (Which is totally isn't true right?)

I'll post a picture for you guys to see soon, once I ~~wrestle~~ get back my camera. Worst bit?

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No GUM! What the hell man, what the bloody blue hell.

~~And I absolutely hate, detest, abhor using the desktop.~~

Sigh...after reviewing the limited list of schools I can go to, let's just say I don't even know what the hell to do with my life. Do I pursue horti or archi? Or take up English? (No wait...strike the last one out, as tempting as it is since my English has been depreciating)