Hy-mo.

A new word created by me/ Nethiya/ Shin Ee. I don't remember who actually came up with all those funny names. Anyhoos, that pretty much explains my emotions these days. Oh wait, before we proceed, Hy-mo means hyper + emo. I'm always hyper in the morning and then after recess, i would be emo but once in a while back to my hyper mode again.

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It must be the yucky canteen food with bad services from them. Like, hello? We're your customers. We don't pay to be mistreated as though we should pay to see your ugly sour faces. Bitch. -____-

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Or maybe its just me. With all the stress to cope with and all the shits happening on me. And sometimes, parents are a pain in the butt. I am just so annoyed that all I wanted to do is to get out of all these but noooo, I am stopped from doing so. Because I hate being forced to do something, I might end up not doing anything at all.

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Then again, it could be the teachers. I am not mentioning any names here because there might be spies that would print this post out and leak it to The Powderful People. Anyhoos, this is my blog, my life. Therefore, I don't need any unnecessary comments or leakage to TPP. I HAVE MY OWN RIGHTS TO SAY WHAT I WANT TO. This is a free country. Kebebasan Bersuara. Haven't heard of it? Open the Moral textbook then. :)

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Tomorrow's Today's going to be my Australian Maths Competition. No calculators allowed. I am already mentally prepared to leave the paper empty after paying RM 30 for it. And I'm not sorry if this post has offended anyone because I am only ranting randomly. Therefore..




Why so serious? (: