Betwixt-isms

zomg. Work has been draining the life out of me. Every single day, it’s nothing but work work work. I’m a student for pete’s sake. (who’s pete anyway?) A student, ya hear me?! A student doesn’t have to do bloody work. A student should be worrying about her mid-terms rather than that stupide report due Monday. (It is currently 11.16 p.m. on a Saturday night if you’d like to know.) Anyway, i’m drifting from the point.

        Today, I shall aim to be completely self-absorbed and be all about ME! muahaha. (but before that, i’d like to mention that it’s been eons since i last logged in to Friendster and ‘ey woah, people have been a-changing. Sorry for the language. I talk, think, speak and write in different ways. AND THIS IS SO NOT ME. like, whatever. wth.)

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I am, again, drifting away from the point of this post, which is to be completely self-absorbed. me me me me me. *yawn* okay. To begin with, let me attempt to compose a biography. about me. muahaha.

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I am a human, of the female gender with a normal anatomy, except perhaps, to the chest area where it’s rather flat. I don’t have a funky hairstyle; the one which most people seem to be sporting nowadays. I’m balding anyway and i still find it difficult to believe that the average human loses 50 strands of hair per day because it sounds pretty impossible to still actually HAVE hair after losing so many strands but we’re not here to discuss hair and i really have to end this sentence because it’s bloody long and you’re skipping to the next paragraph but i cannot seem to end this sentence and it’s making me seem like one of those people who cannot stop talking which is, really not me because nevermind, that is the next point so i shall put a full stop to this.

        *phew*

OKay, next.

         I wish i had nicer legs. I wish i can play basketball. I wish i wish i wish. fish bish dish kapish. ehem. As I said, i have a normal human body. I’m a person of average height with a rather dark complexion due to marching under the sun but no, i don’t really wish to have fair skin. I detest whitening products. And stupid whitening products’ advertisements which seem to equate success with a fair skin tone. "Use this cream, get him to notice you. Use this cream, get that dream job." Use this cream, it’ll bleach your skin while making you squander wads of cash better used to buy the heels. ( well, i was going to say that you can give the moolah to the African kids but would you do that?) god i sound preachy.

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I am, again, moving away from the main topic. AAAAAAAAAAgh.

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I have the super amazing ability to make people feel bored. Don’t know why. Maybe I radiate some sort of boring aura. Behold! Your Boredom Queen. Fantastic really, that i can go on and on being boring the way some people can go on and on about politics or football or… something or other. A normal situation usually involves a conversation between me and someone else. It eventually dies down after a few minutes, seconds even. Can’t tell you why, because i don’t know it myself. I’m more of a.. written than spoken person. I stumble over my words because my really really indecisive brain cannot decide on the words it wants.

        Yesh, i’m bloody indecisive. Even if you present me with the exact same two things, I’d agonize over which one to choose, scared that the one i chose would turn out to be the faulty one even though they are exactly the same. I love choices but i hate making decisions. Contradictory no? yes. See what i mean? sigh.

        I have a horrid temper. Really quick and prone to being irritated by the smallest things in the world. Such as getting my sleep disrupted by noise. Cannot lah. Which is why i’m grumpy now because i missed out on an afternoon nap due to high pitch shrieks courtesy of… some people. grr. I’m petty and spoilt and prone to being a whiny brat even though i despise whiny brats myself. I’m a pretty sulky person. *sulks*

        I put myself under strain a lot. Pressure to perform i suppose. But i’m a procrastinator. Which is, not a good thing. But i really do need sleep now. And that is why, i have decided to procrastinate this to be continued at some other date. Whether it’s tomorrow or next year… Ah well, indecisiveness kills. Luv you for reading this till the end. And yes lah, i know you’re bored.