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Uhh right, coming off the leet speech now.
I wonder how I can read that stuff -.-
Basically it says I hacked (aka, sum1 actually told me to fraud them, since i has no hacking powa at all) an msn today and if you cant read leet you suck.

Today we baked a cake...Yuedi, Sarah and I...
It was a chocolate cake.
It tastes like bread.
We substituted asian black vinegar for white vinegar and brown sugar for white sugar and randomly added eggs and honey and put in too much vanilla and probably baked it wrong so it tastes like shit.
After we took it out of the oven, we cut it into three circular(ish)pieces, stacked them on top of eachother, and decided it was a cylinder(as if).
Then we poured honey all over it.

We called it a Nubcake.

I plan to bring it to school tomorrow.
If you have shit, you might as well share it.

Rachel should update randomosity chronicles before I feel muderous urges.

Nalini has red text on msn, apparently she likes that colour.

Harlequin babies are adorable.

Simon should read "Angel" and "The World God Only Knows".

Rosario+Vampire (II) is a sissy manga.

My dad says Sarah is tall (just 'cause she wore my mom's heels -.-)

Yuedi spits on all her projects.

I have obtained plus one msn contact.

I had almost obtained another but certain complications arose.

The maximum msn conversations I had at once today was five.

I have discovered that very long drum solos really bore me.

I want to get a webcam.

I have to stop being emo and make more friends.

I want to work on flash but am unable to because of the journal which I should really be doing right now instead of blogging like there's no tomorrow.

I love having two monitors.

I like run-on sentences.

"Don't put people down, stupid." is the most contradictory sentence I have ever heard.

Jennifer is amazing at guessing people.

Or I just fail at impersonating people.

The auto show is awesome.

The dance is tomorrow.

Oh shit, I have 23 minutes to do my journal (stupid 9 'o clock computer curfew)

I am now going to stop typing.

Chicken has a new jacket

Nicky has a new jacket...again.

Weird thing is, he, like, wears the same jacket for an an entire week, and the next week he wears a brand new jacket for the entire week. -.-; guy has weird habits...

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Still not convinced he ain't gay...

Movin along now...

RACHEL ISH TO BEE LIEK UPDATIN RONDOMOSITY CHRONICLESSSSSSWSSSS...so like i get to stalk skye and HIIIIBBBAAARRRIIII - KUUUUUNNNN

Yes I am a mentally challenged psychotic fangirl...

PWND! :D

Nalini ish kinda readin this blog out loud next to me....
So annoying....and so gay....

Now shes like...opposing me...
So she's like, lesbian instead.

She wants to wrap her legs around...CHICKEN!

THE CHICKEN! (aka Niiickkkyy Cheeeuuungggg)

...omit the repeating letters and you get Nicky Chueng.

I feel retarded today -.-

I wanna stab some one....I'll stab Nicky...that stupid narcissistic prejudiced gayass perverted bastard with emo hair thats seriously gonna blind someone one of these day...

Fucking bitch...

DIIIEEEE NIIICKKYY!

And all those who worship him...

Nalini says everything above about her and Nicky is untrue...
I'll let you decide~

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NALINI LURVES NICKY!









Teh End >:D

No I'm not dead

Yes I posted again after who knows how long. So thus I am not dead, so you can stop your celebrating you bastards. Today we added more talcum powder to robot turkey. If you don't know who robot turkey is then you phail...epically. The main reason I'm actually blogging is 'cause we don't have as much fucking homework today...let's throw a party.

Unfortunately, I'm busy reading a manga about baking (yes baking) so I'll just stop here.

I hereby quote...

...Rachel..."Dana also has a blog, as well as Andrea. Cept their's... are kinda dead. o__O Well, Dana just posted, so I suppose it's not THAT bad... Oh well."

MY BLOG TIS NOT DEAD! TIS ALIVE I TELL U! ALIVE! See? I'm posting! P.O.S.T.I.N.G! I just...don't have as much time on weekends as I do on weekdays....

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God that sounded kinda sad...-.-

I'm supposed to do the learning log for science and send it to Nalini so she can edit it... or make it worse considering how much of a Nalini she is...

If you take out the space in "a Nalini", you get analini! lol.

Oh yeah, I won't be posting that pic...Rachel may know about it...the pic I was planning to edit, but I'm screwed and thus have no time for that (yet I have time for blogging...wtf)

Anyways...so screwed for science...and history test...and history diorama...not screwed for french though, since Ms.Lol (yet again, not real name) is such a wonderful teacher and gave us a ridiculously long due date (no sarcasm intended)! Thank you Ms.Lol!

So now I shall be going...to eat cherries, raspberries, and grapes, not do homework, by the way.

Bye~

And thus, I am now stressed

I brushed the thought aside when rachel first told me we were screwed for science.

Then I found out it was due on Tuesday.

w.t.f.

We're gonna die! Not only that, but we have history and french and a bunch of other random crap! Although it isn't as bad as survival, leaving the island, for which I stayed up my latest ever (for homework, anyways) to write up part A, it's still bad! And how heavy is a turtle? Ms Force (not her real name, using an alias again) said it was 200g, but what if she's wrong? And we don't know what kind of turtle it is! How do they expect us to rescue a turtle we don't know a thing about? And we can be assigned the rest of survival any minute now! What the hell?

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At least this is gonna make high school seem hella easy.

Now, before I have another spazz attack, Ima get the fuck off of this keyboard and just press that "Publish Post" button down there. Or, alternatively, I can press ctrl+p ...

I'm being consistent!

Yes I am, I'm blogging everyday, no matter how much I hate it, which is much better than what I can say for certain people. Unfortunately I have nothing to say today...and now I shall work on Survival part A befroe I completely and utterly screw all my chances of getting through middle school without at least one suicidal attempt...

Lol. James presented 'Get Silly' for music.

Anyways...I'm currently eating pomegranates...but it's seriously pissing me off because of all the seeds...

Dead for homework, getting off now before I kill myself.

I feel dead...

...Although that's not really possible since if I feel dead, and dead people can't feel anything at all, I wouldn't be feeling dead, right (since I'm feeling something)?

Anyways, I'm blogging while waiting for the glue to dry on my Survival Part C. I should probably be doing my music which is still not completed as I kept slacking off. Since I am a retarded psychopathic antisocial idiot though, I shall push aside all common logic and blog.

Today we were supposed to present health, but Mrs. BobbityBob (that's not her real name, I just don't wanna be sued or suspended) forgot about our presentation and as a stressed student I must say that is a good thing (though not at all fair nor morally just).

So now I shold probably get working...but I'd seriously rather blog and listen to "Merry Frikin' Christmas" on Youtube...and if you remember my last post, I hate blogging, so you must get an idea of how much I hate working...or at least how much I like "Merry Frikin' Christmas".

By the way, does anyone know why they call it 'Youtube'? 'Cause I seriously don't get it...

All irrelevance aside...wait-I'm blogging, there's no such thing as relevance and irrelevance...anything's relevant, really...-.-; honestly, blogging is so boring I seriously start to wonder why I'm doing this...oh yeah, I'm a masochist...

I just remembered, I said this blog contains violence and swearing...great, now I have to add violence and swearing...not that I mind, violence and swearing is good for you. So how do I add violence and swearing in this?

I know! I'll rant about racism against Obama!

For all you fucking racist bastards out there, just so you know, Obama can do a much better job at being president than you shitty excuses for organic beings who aren't even the least fucking bit grateful to the black people and what they've done for you! Didn't you know? Black's were the first fucking humans, and you should respect your elders you goddamn sons of a bitches! Now go and FUCKING RESPECT THEM! Honestly, people like you should throw yourself in front of a fucking subway train and have your back break against the impact with a sickening crunch and then it'll bend a fucking 90 degrees! It'll be fun to have a back bent 90 degrees! you can use your chest as a fucking table then! But of course, that's too good for fucking retarded cunts (the 'retarded cunts' insult is taken from Nicky Cheung, all rights go to him...unless of course he stole it from someone else...but just to be safe I'll put this here so he can't sue me) like you! So of course after you get run over by the subway train and lie writhing pathetically on the tracks covered in blood with and numerous flattened internal and external organs with nobody coming to help you since you're a racist mother fucking bitch. So you'll just lie there in pain, still conscious, with no possiblity of survival or help, and you remember all the terrible things you've done and finally die while suffering as if hell had fucking swallowed you whole then shitted you out then swallowed you again, remembering to chew you thoroughly. And after you die everyone'll just laugh and celebrate that such a fucking nuisance had been ridden from their lives.

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Whew, that was fun...in fact you'd think I was black...but I'm Chinese...racism towards Chinese people will also be bashed by me, by the way.

I'll be going now before my dad comes and sees what I wrote...and I'm pretty sure the glue's dried by now (refer to paragraph 2).

First Blog, and I'm already bored

First of all, lets get one thing straight.
I HATE blogging. It's a waste of time. I'm only writing this because I am a sadistic masochist.

Now, let's continue shall we?

I'm doomed for homework for one thing -.- ...even though we got an extension...and yet I'm blogging. wtf? See why I hate this now?

I also have piano class later today... Debbie Du is a nice teacher, really, but you'd get tired of pressing random black and white keys looking at a black and white piece of paper with lines and circles on it and be expected to read it all the while having your dad breathing down your back spazzing at you because you ate your tomato too slowly.

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Maybe I should see a psychologist?...but the secretary said the nearest time we could make an appointment was February...

Moving on ...I'm supposed to be eating dinner right now...but I'm still blogging.

I will now forcefully tear myself away from this keyboard (see how much of a masochist I am now?).