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    Thursday, November 17, 2005

    ehem. I quote my beruk. So yaaaaaiy. I can finally hop around like a monkey and no longer look like a panda. My eyes are so sunken these days. I think I lost a few kilos (I wish). And I had my virginal cup of coffee last night. 3 cups of long black. Can you beat that? Okay, if you're scratching your head like how a chimpanzee would, I am just expressing the elation that I feel and the liberation... tak terkata, you. The bliss of freedom, it is almost orgasmic I tell you. But I must admit that I don't feel completely and honestly pleased that it's over. Why you ask? Because must wait for results la, dol. The anxiety can kill. But nevermind the apprehension. I'll just let the exhilaration sweep me off my feet to... ummm nowhere I suppose. Where could I possibly head out to? I'm all alone at home and my ez link's value at zero. How wonderful.

    Now that the exams are finally out of my hair, I wonder if I should start clearing out the notes and even ancient secondary school textbooks. I am beginning to feel the sloth in me taking over. Haiyahhh. I am so malas, can? Saturday, Izzah's place. Woooo. I think I shall just sleep the afternoon away. And I seriously need to get a life, job and probably a lover. I am in dire need of cash, food, sleep and a good hunk'a love. Okay, that was cheesy. Ohhh and most real, bilaaaaaa best friend aku nak go away niiii.

    I know it it's probably too late to be asking but I have not been out with my friends for any raya outing this year. Interested parties, let me know. On second thought, forget I said that. Boy, am I fickle or what. I think I'd much rather recuperate at home or go chill out at some food outlet to gorge myself silly and get pissed drunk with green tea (is that even possible?) Speaking of green tea, it has been a while. 7-11 here I come! hur hur.

    Ohwells. You know, since then exams are over, I might just blog everyday. I might. It is fine with me if you don't want to read. I know I talk cock half of the time and the other half, I'd probably be just lashing out at some annoying twerp who got on my bloody last nerve. Okay I cannot sit in my room any longer. It's in such a sorry state. Sorry would be an understatement. Maybe I should go off... you know to sit and stare at the unholy mess and maybe later figure out where to place the accumulated papers and files which I, the selenge, as of now, declare them to be junk. Okay maybe not junk la. Alahhh who the hell cares. It's going to be passed on. Being the kiasu or whatever it is that I am, I am not going to give my notes and textbooks away free of charge. I shall sell my textbooks as they're all in quite tip-top condition and my notes... they're far too precious to be given away just like that. So must charge la. heee. kain dilipat makan ikan sepat (nonsense kan?) siapa cepat dia dapat. First come first served basis. Yes, I know I am very nonsensical. I seriously need to get some sleep. Bye.

    I can't believe it's over.

    Kwinella @ 4:50 PM!