Ambivalent? Well, yes and no.
Don't defriend me once I say this. Don't hate me if I say this. But flames I can take because they're fun to read.
ESUK INDA RAYAAAAA! HAHAHA yay! I betcha most of y'all would be groaning and cursing under your breath because of the news. Devastated are you?
Oh, don't mind me being spiteful. It's fun. You should try it once in a while. Nope, I'm not acting like this because of the scorching heat radiated from within my room - by reasons I'm not sure of - and I am not acting like this because I feel that there are remainders of senseless, brainless, tactless beings still continue to exist and roam in this world. Nope. Not that. I'm acting spiteful because I want to. Mind you, being evil and not happy is hard work. It's like charity work where you don't have to receive anything but just to give, though you exist to piss people off.
In that kind of mind set I think therefore I am giving charity.
Do you.. ph33r me? Disgusting ain't I?
Well. I'm sorry. But hey, let me remind you again, tomorrow's not the start of Eid in our part of the world. Boo hoo.
Feel frustrated? Good. I'm happy. (:
Till then kids, don't pick your nose. Especially not just hours or minutes before breaking your fast. It not only makes you look disgusting and stupid, it makes you labelled as stupid.
Lastly, the word supposably is not a word fyi. Can you process that into your thick skull?
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I'm sorry about that. I just.. felt like it. And I.. I'm sorry. Those dark feelings are usually kept inside. But it festers and I explode. Sorry sorry.
Thank you for that tangent. Back to cosine and sine.

And no, I'm no girlie girl.
Anyway! Bullet time!
- Doc told me I should start drinking milk. That was srzlay.. not something I wanted to hear. So I reasoned her out of it. But backfired saying that my lactoseintolerance is all in my head. =/
- Watching Maou and it is destroying my soul.. stylishly. Because it's Maou. It's evil and delicious.
- Cuculs are up and draping in front of the porch like colourful seaweed blinking at a romantic pace. AND I DID IT ALL BY MYSELF. Okay, maybe with dad's, brother's and cousin's help.
- I smell smoke. Y'know those kind of smell after you burnt stacks of useless papers which afterwards you realise are your precious collection of UTOPIA mags.`
- This bullet thing is addictive.(fixed it!)
- I just want y'all to know that.
- But, okay, okay, I am done, and to wrap it up!
Dear idiots outside my window,
It is not raya yet or the fourth of July. Those fireworks had better be for something good or some kid's birthday or I will shove the loud, explosive manifestations of your festivity into your spleen and leave you bleeding red, green, and blue on the sidewalk.
Kthxbai :-*,
Me and my fully-loaded pistol.
/ps
Longest post I remember writing. I is proud! My socks feel rocked.
And if there's anymore typos and the likes.. don't hesitate leaving a "tag of concern".
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