What are you doing here? Study for exam lah!

SHE despises us so-called ".com brats". She never goes "Oh, I should probbaly START here" when looking at the START button.MAN, she forces you to BAIL my I loaded-for-one-hour---fine, my line EATS time----Nura! Especially when it's about KUBINASHI! 

To her, computer is the thing that makes my cousin turned into a round sphere.

Internet is this godforsaken place that SHOULD be SPANKED for always "LOADING" here, "LOADING" there.

You have no idea HOW much I'm afraid of her FLYING AWAY here and there for FLAPPING LIKE THAT.

Facebook is a site for people to compete about how sharp their pounting lips are.

Then, suatu hari,

" AH XXX, I----WANT---A---FACEBOOK!"

I was like,

WHAT THE HELL!

DO YOU KNOW she goes  like THAT(see up)

 when a window is JUST MINIMIZED? 

And then she will SLAP ME SO HARD I will DANCE a graceful BALLET STRAIGHT AWAY!

You see, it's accually because that Friday, during a dinner, my mom thought that not having a Facebook is really COOL, but then turned out HAVING Facebook is just, well, COOLER. And then she got TEASED around. The next day, my kiasu mother forced one out.

News Flash: MY MOM JUST KICKED ME OUT OF MY SEAT FOR HER FACEBOOK. GOOD THING SHE DIDN'T SEE THIS POST. 

My mom learnt REALLY hard. She's the missing link, so now to teach her THIS and then THAT is driving me EVEN MORE SICK than my mental is already in. By the year 2012, I'm probbably speaking Baby Language. Abububbuebetaeraeachichi.

She thought e-mail was password , password was post, woke me up in the middle in the night to DELETE her SYOK SENDIRI picture because she was afraid her beauty's gonna be abused by people. And then YES, she wasted FIVE HOURS playing "poke poke the keyboard".

     

 In my house, you can only on your com TWICE a week. With HER craziness, it's been EVERYDAY. It's not before long she's like,

OH, AND I AM SO EXCITED BECAUSE 

GREYSON CHANCE,
IS COMING,
TO TOWN!
And I TOTALLY AM INTO ASKING PEOPLE TO MAIL HIM, SO THAT HE WILL COME TO OUR SCHOOL!

And I did that to EVERYONE in MY school who appeared on my Chatbox!

I AM SO HELL EXCITED! WE WILL GET HIM TO OUR SCHOOL! HELL WILL!

Someone SLAPPED ME! So I can FAINT and DREAM ABOUT HIM!

Ouch, that hurt though.

Point Form, because

• I'd decided to use point form, because now is exam, I am here for RELAXATION, that means "hitting the games" (打game) .
• Now in mid exam! YEAH! MY FAVOURITE TIME!
• Accually, my true intention is to use this "exam" to get to the HOLIDAYS! It's like our MISSION or something, that UNLIKE RAPTURE DAYS, it will SOON TO COME.
• I said "our", which includes Lyi and Guri. ESPECIALLY Guri, both of us count EVERY MOMENT. When you divide time into two hours, you will find out how quick two hours go. 
• Exams are to shorten the distance to our happiness.
• Right, my chicken pox is definitely departing. I don't miss them, but where they lived left a HOLE. STILL RUINING MY BEAUTY. But compared to the rest of the world with the "Occupy xxx place" movement, I AM LUCKY.
• However, my Nura disease is not getting better. It Nura-fies everything. 
• Sorry Lyi for not fitting Zayn into my English essay! Pai seh.
• EVEN MORE SORRY for her because I ACCUALLY fitted Nurarihyon no Mago into it...
• This time, the title I chose from the assortment for my essay is "Fashion". But my story talks about Lyndis the Geek who accidentally gets back into time, and has to design something for the naked Olympians to wear. But the problem is that she's a F__ing Fashion Failing Freak Forvever!
• I think I might send that to the ministry to be elected as a short story.

Liberty is not about doing what you want. It's about not doing what you don't want.

BONUS!

I like compliments, but IT'S NOT FOR YOU, PAEDOS.

Right! Plus the Chicken pox holiday and the Government PMR Holiday, THIS ROCKS! SO SI BEI RELAXING------HOLIDAY ROCKS!



I know, I know. Who the heck is that radiant beauty beside this, so emo and cool and calm and cute and everything nice? Oh, it's really Her Royal Highness ME. I think when I was five or six. BAH, BEFORE I LEARNT HOW TO READ WHILE LYING ON THE BED!

Background: Thailand, kinda my godmother country. I spent my childhood there, without needing to learn their tougue. It's this old palace building place with tons of Buddha statues, but most of'em burnt.

Why I looked like that:
Simple. I am afraid of heights. And as you can see, my legs didn't touch something, so to me it's ENDANGERING my LIFE. That's why I looked absurd. I AM SCARED.

I don't know why I drew this. I'm very sure it's a neckless girl yanking a boy's head off. UHHH. DISGUSTED. But I LIKE the picture. It's downright feminist!

                                                                                                                                                                   

Apple. Genius. Thursday.

IN HONOUR
OF STEVE JOBS

Frankly, I have no affinity to the iStuffs----iPod, iPhone, iPad----but I think it's kinda cute to see us humans camping outside an Apple Store for something that can't be eaten. To me, it's even HEALTHIER than Lyishere's sudden Zayn Disease. 


But Steve Jobs is like the COOLEST GUY IN THE WORLD. He's like, SUCH AN EXAMPLE to ME! I had ALWAYS wanted to be EX-ordinary and DIFFERENT and AWESOME and------bah, go search for the synonyms. I wanna create something ETERNAL with MY NAME.


But heck, sometimes even the weirdo doubts herself! But I don't know if Steve Jobs had ever doubted himself, because I seriously CAN'T say yes!


"..Because the people who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world  are the ones who do."


DUDE! That's like REAL LIFE LIVING! How many of us CAN live like that? Most of us JUST live the days like somesort of countdown, and he lives like A REAL ALIVE PERSON. 


And the most amazing thing must be the EVERYTHING he does----he's ORIGINAL! Even Phineas and Ferb only dares to show their inventions inside The Safe World of Television. He didn't. He had done it RIGHT IN this STUPID world where dreams are harder to live with. AWESOME.


The thing I had learnt from Steve Jobs:

"If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right."

I'm gonna send a thank-you note @heaven.


Seriously people say it's a loss that a genius is gone----WRONG!
No.1=> He's DEFINITELY not a genius. He's an ALIEN. Or else an Olympian.
No.2=> My grandparents need to use all those iStuffs TOO, okay? Heaven is NOW an even BETTER PLACE! More people doing good deeds to get into there.

Congratulations Steve Jobs. You had lived your life. Viva LaVida!

Anyway, I wanna watch the Three Mus-keteers

I really wanna WANNA WANNA watch this godforsaken movie! And YES, it's because Logan Lerman looks hell CUTE even with the hairy thing that looks like a wig!

Oh YEAH.

I realized the "wig" is like totally his REAL hair. 

MY Kubinashi!

I grow old. But never grow up. Oh, and I also grow chickenpox.

Hahaha. No. I am SERIOUS.

Before Tuesnesday (Tuesday and Wednesday, in between, and it's not a real word. Children are not encouraged to use it.), my crisis is basically EXAM. And DON'T LISTEN TO MARN YEE OR HOY CHUN WAI BECAUSE THEY WILL TELL YOU 

"Exam  is around the corner."

But we ALL KNOW that exam is not around the corner, it is standing right there "reading its fingernail" like "Uh, when am I, gonna show up?Whatever."

"Uh, when am I, gonna show up? Whatever."

She looks so COOL when she says that! Anyway I had a fever at Sunday and didn't do my revision. HELLO? TIME IS RUNNING OUT?

"Yeah, whatever."

And then at Tuesday I had the WEIRDEST NEW ORGAN ON MY WRIST! Looks like a pimple. I DID NOT LIKE THAT CREATURE. It's making my wrist look unfabulose.

 Back home I just CAN'T SEEM to shake out of that OBSCENE thing so I asked my mom. And then at first she thought it was a ROCK!, because I described it as a "round thingy". And then to her it must be rocks. 

AND THEN SHE ANNOUNCED THAT THEY ARE------

DUM DUM DUM DUM!

 DUM DUM DUM DUM!

CHICKEN POX!!!!!

"Uh, whatever."
That's it, Vanessa. You are not cool anymore. Get out.

She dashed to the phone to report to my aunt about this "chickenpox" thing. And WORSE, people told me that chickenpox treat adults REALLY violently. And then according to my research,

1) Chicken Pox guarantees no school

2) Chicken pox WILL NOT AFFECT people who HAD them.

3) Chicken pox will NOT make you SLEEPY, in fact it will only makes you NOT sleepy.

P.S. I think the "sleepy" part is FAIRY POX, pox for fairies in Neverland. Damn, I'm starting to mix reality with fantasy.

4) It is itchy and the itches are UNDEFEATABLE. DANGEROUS. DEADLY. Like the gas you give out before you want to defecate.

5) You are an adult. And you are having chicken pox. You are dead.

COME ON, I AM A CHILD, OKAY, I AM UNDER 18!

DOUBLE COME ON! IT'S JUST CHICKEN POX! HELLO?

And with this, I got into my sleep------

AND IMMEDIATLY AT THE NEXT DAY I LOOK LIKE FUNGUS MAXIMUS( from Barbie, Mermaidia)!

Guys, if your eyesight is great, you may find out that his face is full of "round thingys".

Okay, minus the nose. It's gonna take time picking them.

The thing is, I AM NOT PRETTY ANYMORE! Okay, I look like a witch----minus the nose AGAIN---, but my SKIN is SCRATCH-LESS, ZIT-LESS, YOUNG AND SOFT LIKE ANYTHING THAT'S YOUNG AND SOFT, and most of all, makes me PROUD. And now I'm NOT proud, and Mom thinks that "sandal wood powder" is gonna help! The thing I see it's done by it is GIVING THE POX THEIR OWN SMELL." YEAH. 

P.S. "Sandal wood powder" looks like curry powder.

I am so ugly that Twerp says that I'm too sexy. SHE IS RIGHT! I am exposing TOO MUCH of my inner ugliness and should probably migrate to Arab now. And Twerp said, 

"It's no use. Arab women are beautiful creatures. Don't waste your time,Poxy."

.....AND THEN THEY ARE SO ITCHY THAT THEY ARE PAINFUL! I CAN'T EVEN PEE HAPPILY. 

AND THEN THEY EVEN CRAWLED INTO MY TOUGUE. 

AND THEN THEY FOUND PLACES IN MY EARS.

AND PLACES COVERED BY MY HAIR.

They are DEFIANATLY taking control. 

What's more, I am SO SICK that I can't study, I CAN'T SLEEP----big deal to the Sleeping God, I was known as "She can sleep with her eyes open"---- and EATING HURTS, BECAUSE MY GUMS AND THROAT AND INTERNAL WALL OF THE MOUTH DRIED.

I'm starting to be so scared that I can imagined my personal belongings having chickenpox. Oh, and at my desk I have cute Naruto and Kubinashi photos and Logan! and stuffs. I accually TURNED THEM AROUND so they will not see my ugliness, EVEN WHEN PHOTOS HAVE NO OPTIC NERVES.

Thank you my friends for wishing me well...

  

Can't I relax?

Great, I'm already at the verge of exploding. I guess my temper isn't as good as I thought. 

Look, I don't know why is everybody SO "WHOA" to those mindfreaks OH I CAN GET INTO THE TUBE OF ICE UNTIL TOMORROW or OH I CAN LET SCORPIONS REPRODUCE IN MY MOUTH or OH I CAN SLEEP INSIDE A COFFIN OF THORNS and other OH-I-CAN stuffs?

I'M NOT A MINDFREAK, BUT I GET TO PULL OUT THE MOST DANGEROUS AND MOST EXTREME STUNTS EVER-----

LIVING WITH TWERP AND DOWNLOADING MUSIC FOR MY MOM*.
* only when I can on my computer, which can't happen unless on holidays and weekends.

You see, my mom doesn't really know how to talk to the Hech-Pee, my laptop. She doesn't know what the heck is that "Start" button doing there, even if she knows the meaning of "start". But SHE does know my "ability" to download  music to her phone. And I guess that's the only thing she knows.

You see, she's normally slim and stuffs, but when she starts to ask me favours, she turns into a BIG, FAT LIAR. She ASSURES me that she's gonna take JUST some time, and that time was 13:00-----

NOW IT'S 16:08.

She started with saying she wants Joe Brooks' Holes Inside, then by the end of the day she asked me to open EVERY LADY ANTEBELLUM SONGS AND JOE BROOKS' SONGS AND DIGI CALLER TUNE. 

I was being in a really DANGEROUS mood, and when I struggled to keep my voice LOW, the outside THUNDER RUMBLED.
No, NOT being dramatic. It's really raining.

And then I struggled to finish the downloading-converting-trimming (Lyn, I DON'T want the intro/Lyn, this is TOO rock/ Lyn, this is NOT the part I want from Guns'n Roses)-saving process. My Hech-Pee ticked me off even more! 
I think that's because both of us have emphaty, and when I was in the middle of a LOST-ALL-CONTROL crisis, Hech-Pee usually has her own "Lag Gei"(lagging) or "Hang Gei"(hang up) and "Doing things all wrong"     processes. 

And that ALSO helps in pissing me off. And then it's an ongoing process.

HELP.

It's obvious. Malaysia has changed, nonetheless.

The nearest mall to us is the MALL----identity changed for private matters----and the world changes to a new day and new day and new day and the mall ALSO changes to a new THING.

Dear couples, or experts in, EWW, LOVE:

What have you guys been up to, hmm? Looks so tired and stuffs. Comb your hair, Edward.

                       If you don't kiss in front of the elevator, it WON'T opens, isn't it? 'Cause I PRESSED the button for it to open, NOT inserting my fabulose tougue into his mouth and then lick lick lick. Um, for the record, I DON'T have a boyfriend, probably due to my aura.
                       And can you guys tell me why do people BITE on their couples' ears? My mom has ALWAYS told me that Africans have food shortage, but I can STILL see their ears. So please explain their good behaior and we dear Malaysians' ____(fill in the blanks)____ behavior.

Annie said she keeps seeing couples "MMM... MY BABE... NO, PLEASE DON'T... MMMM... YOU ARE SO BAD.." in front of the lifts, which isn't making any sense. Are we gonna say "I do" in front of the lifts in the future?

"I...I do..." 
"TING!"

There was even THIS time when me and Lao Bu wanted to distribute our company flyers to some REALLY OLD FOLKS. We targetted this pair of husband-and-wife, and NOT An Mo (Foreigners). They stopped at the bathroom and suddenly the man said,


"Okay, my dear... I'll be waiting for you...."

AND THEN THEY FRENCH-KISS, SWAYING THEIR HEADS AND STUFFS!

And then turned out, THE WOMAN WAS JUST GOING TO THE TOILET!

I once said a theory, that on Valentines, people eat chocolates.
And then their teeth blackens.
 

That's why they needed kissing, BECAUSE THEY WANTED TO CLEAN EACH OTHER'S TEETH!

TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY! BOOYAH!

And because of that, moi had her annual Do-You-Know-Lyn Test again!
The questions are like JOKES to Lyishere.

1. When do I like Naruto?
A One year ago  B Two years ago   C Three years ago  D Since FOREVER!
Ans:C
Look, people think that I LOVE Naruto so much it MUST be since young, the way "emotional" scar works. But the prob is, I HATE NARUTO when I was YOUNG. But since that I am a Number 5 person, I can quickly change attitudes. So, it happened three years ago.


2. What's my latest favourite show?
A Fish Hooks   B Nurarihyon no Mago  C Merlin  D Ben10 Alien Force
Ans:B

You don't even need to ask your grandma. If she sits besides me for a day, she can even tell you the descriptions and details like she reads all the nerdy anime stuffs. Because I NAG when it comes to this.


3. Which an mo is gonna make me fall-head-over-heels FIRST?
A Brown hair with hazel eyes  B White hair with grey eyes  C Blond hair with blue eyes  D Black eyes with blue eyes
Ans: C
A true friend would know who to introduce to me when they want me to have a boyfriend.


4. Pick one subjective question to answer:
i) Write 5 songs Lyn guaranteed like
The man who can't be moved, Science and Faith, Set fire to the rain, Mr.Saxobeat, Good Life...
ii) Ninja and actress, which will I choose?
SIAO! OF COURSE NINJA!


5. States:
i) Lyn's fav number: number 9
ii)Lyn's fav colours: red and black, the colour of chaos?
iii)Lyn's favourite quotes: Booyah, What the Hell, si bei kao lat


6. Lyn's most desirable weapons would be:
A Bow and arrows  B Axe  C Sword  D Whip  E Bazooka
Ans: B
My friends are generally right about one thing, is that if I kill, it will take time. BUT THEY THOUGHT I WOULD USE A WHIP! NO! I TORTURE them by slicing their heads off and when they turned into spirits, they WILL suffer LACK OF HEAD! Believe me, there are ACCUALLY a LOT of people without heads----or BRAINS.


7. State three video games I GUARANTEED liked:
Ans: DUH! Resident Evil, Dissidia Final Fantasy (Can't read roman, that's why I like THIS one without the roman numbering), Monster Hunter 3, KOF, blah blah blah...

8. My fav snacks:
A Wedges  B French Fries C salad  D GCB
Ans: B 
So obvious, makan macam anjing pun...


9. The thing I really really wanted would be:
A PSP    B iPad  C A boyfriend! D An An Mo!
Ans: A
WHAT THE HELL! I EVEN ENTERED SOME PRETIGIOUS CONTEST TO WIN SOME STUPID MONEY TO BUY A PSP! HARDCORE, MAN!

10. What was the gift I bought myself?
A Nura DVD loh
B sot! Who buys for themselves?
C Naruto collection! WEEEE
D McD french fries tiga packs

Ans: A
Do you know I went to the NERDIEST PLACE EVER TO GET THIS? How nerdy, you say? VERY FUNNY. There was a FAT NERD standing there watching an anime WITHOUT SUBTITLES. And then HE had a PSP. So he was like, 
"Hahaha-----gaming------hahahaha---gaming..."
And then a  Black guy stared at me with interest! A mental hospital in disguise! 










Anyway, today was GREAT HELL AWESOME! I NEVER thought that SO MANY PEOPLE would CARED! I kinda thought that it would be a little MORE regular! I guess my friends are DOWNRIGHT SUCCESSFUL in their friend's birthday. 
Because birthdays are to make that person HAPPY TO BE BORNED in this world.

Our friendship is like Powerpuff Girls! In some episodes we du lan each other, but WE ALWAYS BE FRIENDS!


P.S. I pretended to be MUTE before recess to symbolize the World Before I was Borned
P.S.S Friends, your gifts ROCK. That GURI made me scream.

My mom is weird!

Suddenly she's all BACK to "Mummy" when I was 6 years old. I'm gonna be 16 after thirteen days----TEN YEARS, OKAY? SUDDENLY she's back.

YESTERDAY, "Mummy" is back. And it was September 1st. So I guess it's a lucky sign. Can she keep it up until my birthday? Thank you very much, the author of my life.

How to differentiate MUMMYS and MOTHERS

MUMMYS: Talk nicely and joke around and laugh at your jokes.

MOTHERS: Nags all day and when she screams so much it's as if her mouth's gonna fall off.

Mothers also have issues with me, although I'm generally the BEST daughter ever.

My Birthday is coming. I don't know how am I gonna celebrate it. It's 16, you know. But, I don't know what's about me that's worth celebrating for. Hey Lyi, what's the best thing about me, huh?

Isshhh, I wish I can have THREE wishes that day, those that DON'T backfires. I'm NOT SO intelligent enough to think that much till it's a foolproof one.

Don't worry. I won't cut myself.

Okay, I can't take this any longer. My kidney's expanding, and soon I'll end up a monster. I even shut Lady GaGa's mouth cause' I wasn't borned to SUFFER THIS! I've always believe that things will have to be WORSE before it goes better, but my bungee belt of LIFE must had snapped and I'm shooting down.

I'm shooting down.

I'm shooting down .

I'm......BLAH, FORGET IT. There's no limit in this fall doesn't it? I will probably starve to death before I reach the bottom and die. Hey, WHOEVER-YOU-ARE-WRITING-MY-LIFE! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING? HELLO?

You know, if it wasn't because yesterday was Lyishere's dear Day, I would say yesterday was rabbiting SUCKISH. I'm sorry I'm saying so. But there's so much I wanted to apologize too. Especially to her.

1) I didn't get to attend her birthday party. Sixteen, in fact.

I'm not like you guys. Get to go partying till don't-know-what a.m. just because today is some day called Friday and then you puked into a shoe. It's a WAR to go to parties in HERE. I turn most down----and then pretend that the parties aren't epic.

This time, it's Lyishere's.

I'd pissed her off a couple of times, and she's got some talents in that too. Er, no offence.

But I will NEVER BREAK A PROMISE. Not HERS. Not my BEST FRIEND'S.

Mom promised that she would let me go a long time ago. But then after her crazy thing, I told Lyi I don't know if I would've attended and then she yelled and broke her promise. She doesn't know how embarrassing she was.Nope, no idea.

And then Lyishere's the first person to have made me locked in a jamban door NOT because I want to defecate or shh-shh. I accually sobbed. It was Level God to NOT choked up and sound light when I'd called her to explain.

I'm sorry I'd broken a promise. I'm sorry I made you feel hopeful. Shouldn't be that way.

Happy 16th Birthday.

2) The Eco Barfs won in ITC.

Look. I probably can be a Singaporeon woman with my newfound ability to kiasu. During the last time me and Sandy were in Malaysian's ITC, battling to get into Thailand, THE ECO JACKASSES'D BEATEN US. I'd felt insulted ever since.

Really, if Malaysia HAD won, I expect it to be my friends. NOT THEM. NOT THE JACKASS WHO MADE ME LOOK LIKE "SAKAI" WITH MY PSP DREAM. They LAUGHED at OUR demise----TOOK OUR AIR TICKET---MET MY ANMOS------

Look carefully. MALAYSIA'd won. NOT "We won" or "Hoy's team won". And then my kidney blasts here.

WHAT THE HELL! THIS IS A BIG MYSTERY OKAY? THEY SUCK! SUCK ! FUCK A DUCK!

I wants to put up my skyscrapper:

HOW CAN THEY WIN? WHAT'S THIS, DOOMSDAY TOMORROW? ONE WONDER OF THE WORLD?

I'd read Modern Math and Add Math before----so I KNOW LOGIC WITHOUT WAKING UP FROM MY SLEEP. Then don't DON'T COMPARE TO ME IN IMAGINATIONS!

BUT IN BOTH SUBJECTS,

HOW COULD THEY WIN? HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW?

MORE unlogical than Barney the purple dinasour!

Thank Lyi for telling me what's a swagger.

I wanna pack my stuffs and move into one place that seems safe now:

THE MENTAL HOSPITAL.

Buried Alive!

Okay, I don't know what the heck that was about. I just watched it on Channel Max, five people got buried in five different coffins. And then one died! The film was filmed in a way involving different cameras, and it involves some lunatic mental-prob guy who used to be bullied by them. That's the moral of the story. DON'T BULLY. When it comes back, it KILLS.

Yeah, I got my Math papers. I really think of re-living the Primary school experience-----everyone got better grades than mine, and I have to SMILE infront of things complicating. Anyway, what else do I do? I LAUGH EVEN WHEN I SMACK MY SPOT ON THE SHARP CORNER OF A TABLE! I mean, it happened that time, and my face turned red and my spot cried its tear through me. THAT WAS EMBARRASSING. Jaycee did it.

My Add Math got an F. 27.5------------OUT OF 100. I am NOT impressed. But anyway, now my life is complete----with not just successes, and failures that sound stupidly funny yayaya. Oh crap, Miley Cyrus sings suckier than Cody yaya. My ears are polluted. Give me a bottle of Dettol.

And then the remote Control to switch another channel.

LK got a serious Love Problem. That's why, to clear things up, I NEED to open up a Qualification Criteria. But heck, my sis is pushing me, so fine. Leave it next time.

"MARTIN, LEAVE LK ALONE UNTIL YOU GOT AN LK LICENSE."

We May only Have tonight.

I know I didn't pass my Maths up, so tomorrow my Modern maths, which I don't know what sorta epic grade I'm getting, will go even LOWER 'cause I didn't hand my stuffs up. I know I SUCK in Mandarin Paper----or should I say, ALIEN LANGUAGE, and "language" doesn't even pronounce as "lan-wage", only "lan-guakge", because nothing's impossible.----- and that I'd got only 53/100, which way passed my nightmare's limit-----reality IS the nightmare, my new conclusion----.

But we have tonight.

Oh, and yeah, I HATE me class. One thing for sure, THIS CLASS SUCKS. It sucks even MORE than my Mandarin Paper. Look at this set notation:

4B={cheaters, weirdos, nicies, smartypants that scares you, changed friend(s)}

Right, so this post is SPECIFICALLY NOT FOR EVERYONE, rated " mature people and kids only." Now, I know this maybe TOO frankly, but it's about a friend who INDIRECTLY cheated at class.

Now, I KNOW to have a big guy like Unknown X as you BIG FRIEND is a BIG COMPLETMENT, but he ain't your father, you know. He WANTS your lousy-stinking answer, AND as someone who's SUPPOSE to know what is right and what is wrong, YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT YOU CAN'T LET HIM SEE YOUR ANSWER SHIT----NOT a typing error----. I CAN'T believe you TALKED ABOUT IT like some BIG I-just-saved-America mission, saying bullshits about how he couldn't see your answer and stuffs. Now THAT is JUST NOT OUR FRIEND here!

OKay, so maybe YOU think I am being fuddy-duddy here, but tell you what: there was a Modern Maths question she didn't know how to solve, and then her Unknown X friend threw her a piece of paper at last minute. She "didn't know it was the answer and copied it full on my paper" and then after passing up "then I know it's the correct answer for that particular question".

Dude, me and my another friend were like telepathing. Telepathing WHAT? Go figure, you intelligent mankind.

That is JUST BOGUS! FOR A BOY? You let the guy cheated. FOR WHAT? You looked at the piece of paper? DUDE! WHERE IS YOUR MARUAH DIRI? Whoa. PENDIDIKAN YANG TIDAK BERKESAN!

Infact when I said "Heck, we rather fail than cheating!" to my friend, the punk kinda-sorta-rolled her eyes and said, " I'm not THAT noble."

Fine. Not-noble-lady. We are still friends anyway. Not that you could do anything.

Anyway, TODAY IS GONNA BE A GOODNIGHT. I'm all LIGHT without the pressure of EXAMS, and imagine me having fun right now because it's NOVEMBER already.

"Still waiting for adventures."

Wassup. Nothing much.

I dreamt of Puan Thye in Resident Evil fighting a zombie with a shotgun and it wasn't sexy. It was a NIGHTMARE. BUT, I STAYED at the loco dream because it was FUNNY.

Anyway, I seriously DON'T like the way my so-called pre-16 is happening. It SUCKS so much. LIke COME ON, I'm suddenly left in a place with my best buddy somewhere in Kota Kemuning with the other 49 PMR pros there----oh, that starts STUPID enough. But anyway, I STILL got my nice neat friends haging around, you know. I even have Jastina and Dorkula as my mates, you know.

Okay, so basically Dorkula is like, EMO ALL THE TIME and stuffs. Okay, that WAS fake. She wasn't emo all the time. But like when she sees someone in our class....

Once upon a time:
Lyn: Hey, look at that new kid! You wanna talk to her?
Lyi: Yeah, like WHAT are you gonna say?
Lyn: Uh, anything?
Lyi: Like CHIA RIGHT, I give you Greyson Chance if you can talk to her.
Lyn: Hmph, like you are Greyson's mom.
Lyi: What, "you don't give ah"(in Mandarin)?
Lyn:Okay okay, I go.

One minute later.
Lyn: I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY!
Lyi: See, no Greyson! NO GREYSON!
Lyn: Hahaha
Lyi:Hahaha
New Girl: Are you guys okay?

And now check out how we do it NOW:
Lyn: Hey, wanna talk to the new girl?
Jastina: You talk first lah!
Lyn: But she is your NEW pal!
Jastina: YOU wanna talk to her mah! NOT ME also.
Lyn: What kinda friend ARE you?
Jastina: BLEK!
Lyn: Hey, Dork, you wanna try?
Dork: ....
Lyn: HEY! HEYYYYYYYYYY! ARE YOU DEAD?
Dork: ...
Lyn: WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?
Jastina: What?
Dork: Um, nothing.
Lyn: Okay.
Dork: ..... She maybe a good competetor...
Jastina: She wants to get no.1 in class, right?
Lyn: Man.

So, that is how we treat an outsider. CRUEL , huh? Dork is like TOO ABSORB in rivaltry, you know. That kinda stinks! I mean, not everybody is THAT much of a rival, you know. I guess is kinda like scar to Dork to be a little lower than her friends, including even her "lover" Lyishere. I don't know should I be relieve that I DIDN'T ace everything in the end! Whoa.

Anyway, I may be IN Y.E, you know! We can sell things, go around adventuring rather that staying in school doing books like a nerd and all, and then if we win, we WILL GO OVERSEAS!
Maybe HOLLAND! AN MOS!
Sometimes we will even SELL to the An Mos, you know. That will be, like so HELL COOL!


SO HELL COOL!

sO HELL COOL!


And then, not to mention, moi MAY be the Promoter or probbaly the Writer that writes and win a ticket to OVERSEAS! Haha! That IS part of my dream, you know!


Ain't I cool?







And I wanna know if LK has a boyfriend. If she does, HE gotta' see my next post.
Next time,

"LK's Boyfriend's Qualification....!!!!"

SHUT YOU GUYS PIEHOLE! I GOT 5A ONLY! STOP ASKING ME! I AM LOSING MY PRIDE!

So today every news in my country is like


"The best PMR result in the four years!"




Oh yeah, may I say, SPEAK FOR YOURSELF?


Look, it's not fair to be all grumpy and stuffs towards the others, especially when I VOW to respect people. And this is NOT respecting. But when you got something the others didn't, that's hard to tell. I just wanna tell my feelings, so I'm not gonna spare too much a feeling.No offence, okay?

I gained a new identity, you know. In my parents' mind, it's probbaly NAILED to me very long time ever since I have somekinda problem paying attention, or being highly-alert, or being extremly witty----or that I kinda bring bad luck along with a weird touch that can turn a camera into rustbucket, a DVD player into a black screen with no show, a handphone into memories, or maybe some high hopes into potato mash that taste like poop. I TRY to get them believeing that I am SOMETHING too, you know. Something that HAS REASON? And these things like exam or blah are like Whatever to me, but also the LAST possible deck on hands that THEY WOULD WANNA SEE. I mean, I try to stay away from the Adults STUPID FIELD OF VISION as far as possible, and to go dreaming landing in a world of Avatar Aang----but you STILL have PLEASE your parents, even if you HATE them. I respect how they think that result is the ONLY teacher left in the world, so I try to do something for a change.


And then the creepy feeling that whatever I do WON'T happen to be REALLY cool, or atleast PLEASING. Look, it's NOT the first time that I did't get the result I wanted, I'm not stranger with failure! So yeah, I didn't cry for JUST ALL THOSE BULLSHIT,

I cried for ANOTHER failure. Oh, and it didn't last for too long. Because I'm not stranger with failures.

But still, this take longer time than I thought to fully fart away like a wind in the stomach. Damn it, I feel like such a coward, crying for some past that happened yesterday. But when I saw how my mom looked at me like a fly that ate a poop, or like what she yelled at me yesterday "babi"(pig), THAT SUCKS. Because I HAVE to live with her for the next few days, the NEXT few years, the next few times. I HATE THAT EYES!

My mom hate me like BEFORE, and she HATE me MORE; I HATE my mom like BEFORE, and I hate her MORE too, almost LOATH.

It feels really ALONE when EVERYBODY said THANK-YOU-TO-MY-TEACHERS-AND-PARENTS and stuffs. Lucky kid. I don't like feeling lonely, or too low or someother. But then I guess I STILL got a lot who said SOMETHING to me, someone who's in the same depths as me, and then I also realize that I am literally the BEST comforter, 'cause I am NOT the best----I can comfort those who didn't get themselves all graded, and I also can comfort those who were being forgotten like me. Anyway, only when you taste failures you long for the taste of victo9ry.

I wish my new identity isn't telling me that I'm useless or something. A lot had DROPPED THEIR CRUDDY FACES when I PRETENDED like "Whatever!" when I told them I only got 5As---and 3Bs, if you must know---- and this is the awful look in my mind:

BEFORE

After
To tell the truth, it's really both stupidfied and awed. I mean, they expect a lot I guess, that's why they were earger. But if you dropped your face too fast, don't say I'm too sensitive. You CAN'T hide dissapoinment from me. I know too much about it. I know how it feels. No stranger. So I guess what that's what the world that is awfully small that it linked to your blood is awfully DISSAPOINTED about it.

And what that really bugs me is that it took me so long time to heal this. I'm usually really nimble, I heal faster than most anything. But this requires more than I thought, you know. But anyway, WHO NEEDS A PIECE OF PAPER THAT WRITES BAAAAABB? COME ON! It'S LIKE so not awesome TO GET BEATEN BY SOME WOOD TISSUE. IT'S LIKE are you a DOG? Even dogs don't think that the wood they fetch all the time is to EAT, AND YOU ACT LIKE PMR RESULT CAN BE EATEN. Like what, you wanna go participate in The Funniest Comedian in the World? Good potential!

So maybe I still wanna blast that newspaper who said that everybody is SO HELL GOOD this year, and then introducing some Smarties and stuffs, like I can introduce my best friends too. I still feel really sad that I can't get something so obviously LOW on branch when everybody could get it, but maybe that means I let someother get mine and I don't mind it. There MUST be some reason I got this misfortunate, it's probbaly because I'm TOO AWESOME to back down from anything.

Indeeed I am.

I would like to thank those who didn't throw stones at me when I could have been bump.

I would like to thank those who didn't laugh at my face when I say the word 5A. Except for you, mom.

I would like to thank those who said something that is suppose to motivate me, especially Lam who said in a text message:

"Nah, don't worry about it. Some are faggots. Remember your motto? Lyn the Special one? So live it up with your 5A.!"

Perry, perry the platypus

Hey punks. This is something totally private and I only tell you guys who knew my blog. So if you wanna check if YOU ARE LYNDIS' FRIEND, then answer this:

" Who is the man Lyn likes?"

So. what did you answer? If you said Logan Lerman or Sasori or Naruto or even my father, THEN GO HOME! Why? BECAUSE LYNDIS DOES NOT LIKE MEN! She likes GUYS, BOYS, even FAKE PEOPLE FROM BOOKS THAT NEVER SHOWS ANYTHING BUT WORDS-----as if in Nico's case-. So if you asked me, you are NOT to see what I'm about to tell you.
P.S.: WHAT THE HELL, my sisters are watching Upin and Ipin! DAMN it!

Okay, so I contineud my cool and awesome life without too much unwanted stuffs. And then one day somebody texted me, saying,

"Hi &66$%^^654^&&(Real name, I hate writting it down) . It's ^%^$^&%7. How are you?"

You know, usually I will guess who the heck is that person. And then I'll exchange a friendly hello, unless my SIM card expired. And then my SIM card that day expired. But I am proud of THAT, because the guy who sent me is Mr. KENADIAN.
No.1: NOBODY shall know my number without I knowing----although I'm okay with that.
No.2: My boy contacts are like one sissy, my-cousin's-cousin, my dad got 3 contacts, and then my cous, and then this guy who texted me accidentally and thought that I'm Adrea Tan. So to have a real boy is like really weird. And I'm thinking a name to fool my mom so she won't say I'm having a boyfriend at school.For your information, There's no way my boy is NOT gonna be James Peter Jackson or Fred Michael Copperfield. That is like VERY VITAL to my AWESOME life.

Anyway, my phone expired, I said that. So, I COULDN'T reply him even if he's threating me with Logan Lerman's life-----and then Kenadian's head will went nicely into my fist----- so I didn't care at all. I rather see Lyishere's "oh-my-god-Selena-is-with-Justin" thing and stuffs.

And the this morning, that guy texted me:

Lyndis Kuo if I didn't hear from you next morning we are going to break up! You hear me? BREAK UP.

WHAT THE HELL! WHAT KINDA BREAK UP? DUDE! DON'T use that word! JUST SAY " Our friendship is OVER!" would do, okay? It IRKS me.I mean, BREAK up is a term for SPECIFIC use! NOT all could be used this way! COME ON! I HATE my sister laughing at my message!
And I hope he learns his lesson! Anyway I replied him in Facebook. I TOTALLY told him about this weird usage of words. Dude, WE ARE NOT IN A RELATIONSHIP! COME ON!

WIPE THAT SMILE OFF, PEOPLE!



P.S: I'm going back to Dungun again!

Hackers!

Whoa. If I'm not wrong, this Internet place is getting really CRAZY, with people you don't know, with people you KNOW, with people you DON'T KNOW INTENTONS! Oh, and then also more and more like OUR world!
Now, I think EVERBODY knows the heck of a guy called Assange, right?----Hopefully NOTHING would happen to my blog, it's very important, it was created by Lyishere-----. I don't know if he's somesort of good guy or bad guy, but he hacks into people's stuffs, like somekinda

INTERNET NINJA

Um yeah, I have to admit that DAMNED Naruto kinda makes me feel RESPECTFUL towards him. But I'm not so sure that if I were Assange I would have hacked inside people----or government's-------big computer.Because, even if some people might say,"Ha ha ha, serve you right, United States of America" it's not fair to say that, because you DIDN'T TRY it. Or perhaps you would say, "C'mon, me? I won't let some hackers in." But to tell the truth how SMART ARE ya'? You thought that way and so did the US government did before. If you ask me, I'm gonna open the porthole in 2D world, and hides it inside. Probbaly under a photo of me's bed.
Anyway it started a war in HERE, outside my kingdom, with millions of OTHER kigdom, especially this planet-kingdom named Facebook. This month it's gonna lose ONE small resident.
Okay, back to the topic. This ninja guy may be really skillful in the Internet place, but he's still a Zai Nan anyway, so he got caught in England. And the people started to go

" US barks: Sweden wagged its tail"

That truly is the weirdest thing. Hey, if one day you on your Facebook and saw some top-secret Assange sent to you and said you are HAVE to debunk it orelse your house's gonna blow up or somesort,

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?

Oh. and Lyi, you stink 'cause you unfollowed somebody just because they talked about Logan Lerman.
Oh, and Guri, I'M SO HELL SORRY I MISSED YOUR BIRTHDAY! Will send you gift at school.

Me, and a world that suits me

Ah. Nothing has changed. Home Sweet Home. Atleast I don't have some NAGGER to intrude my place and stuffs. LAME.

So how's the holioday going? GOOD, I PERSUME? Going somewhere FUN-NEH, hmm? Adding some weight on your scale? Your booty looks bigger? Got a boyfriend? Kissed a guy? Cussing your parents----oops, me job, it's top secret file. I am a good girl, know that.


Soooooooooo...... I'VE BEEN NEGLECTING MY BLOG FOR LIKE ONCE UPON A TIME, about last month, some weeks ago, about Tsunamis and stuffs. No wonder I'm feeling UNLUCKY. That unlucky picture of MOI stuck on Earth during 2012 is NOT FENG SHUI.

Accually, it's not that I'm happy with my Tsunami picture from the last post, but really,

3 METER FROM MY DESK TO MY LAPTOP

DON'T you feel LONG and CREEPY? And then the subject of MY laptop. See, this is what you may see in the Account part:

I'm just happy my Mom doesn't know about laptops or even pressing Start button----she only on the com to check the Lotto----orelse there'll be SIX profiles! IN A LAPTOP! In MY laptop!


Generally, my holiday had been SWEET. I barked at a FEMALE DOG----"bitch" has too much a meaning-----when she had been bullying a cat and I didn't get bitten. I also found this game named

Don't know if you guys knew about this damned game, but she SERIOUSLY needs to borrow some gadgets from Dora the Explorer. There is NOTHING neat about her. She rather shoot the air then to shoot the dog.

I also have a special mission: torturig Kit Kat the Evil Reincarnation.





My mom lately had been crazy, she DOESN'T even know WHAT DID SHE SAY AT ALL. She's like a complete DICTATOR, and her attitude makes me feel like I'm living in Mymmar.

Oh, we also went to the Public library and sat with an IOI business guy. He peeked at my diary and I peeked at his Marketing-in-the-someplace-on-earth. We are NERDS, I tell you. When is Guri's birthday again? Do't tell me I missed it.

I haven't write a letter to Santa Claus. And Lyishere Claus too.


Check out my "Dumb Things I did in My holiday" series. Everyear I make one. Nice. Some items:
I broke my comb by--combing my hair.



Sasori died, Sasuke digged out Itachi's eye and used it, while Naruto excel in Tailed Beast form.

Now would you excuse me----I need to fight some beast in Bloody Roar. I'm gonna borrow KOF 2006!