The Voices in My Heart

Ok, don’t start with it… i know this is long enough and you guys haven’t missed me enough yet, but faNa’s gotta do what faNa’s gotta do…

5th July 2005 - 1400h
Lecture was s’posed to end at 3pm, but that alvin finished it off an hour early (as always).

Frustration 1:   
PART 1: I have a test in 2 days time, covering 12 lectures and i haven’t touched or                                      even smelt the notes…
PART 2: I just wasted 1 hour getting to class from home for a pathetic lecture (ONLY)
PART 3: I barely understood the whole lecture crap
PART 4: I am gonna waste another hour getting back home.

Frustration 2: Why is there a 2 hour time slot when the lecture always ends in one hour!

Frustration 3: I can’t go out of the campus! just because Beckham was coming, the crowd overwhelmed the whole atrium, and i couldn’t possibly get out. Why?

(i) Excuse: too many people to pass through.
     Real reason: i might just get stampeded, ok ,that was lame…
     the REAL reason: i don’t wanna brush onto people and end up perspiring and losing the real                                         purpose of my cheap perfume.

(ii) I can’t possibly go out, they formed a human barricade to contain the crazy crowd.

ok, fine, so i went far away from the crowd and waited for that Becks to come so that i can go! and guess what.. he was about 30 minutes late! i was standing there waiting to go home and study and i have to waste my PRECIOUS time waiting! WAIT TILL I GET FAMOUS! hey, it might just happen alright…
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In fact, i am already grooming myself to be famous these are what i do:
1. Try to arrive late for lectures (i dun understand what the lecturers have to say anyway)
2. Walk with a unique style, i gotta show my individuality to the public man.
3. Practicing how to deal with groupies.
4. invent an exotic signature and sign it with style
5. create a clothing line with my brand.
6. work on my signature facial expression

and again, WAIT TILL I GET FAMOUS!!! (note the increment of exclamation marks)

And yeah, u better learn how to get jealous when u see me. Start planning now, what kinda rumors you would wanna spread. ask me for help if necessary. Remember to run through that list with me, i will enhance the vocabulary and make sure it’s spreadable.

-= new words in my dictionary=-

• irritatin-irritatin (special thanks to nadiah) means "get your fingers off my nose"
• kukufied means "ur blurrer than blur"
• fanafication means "duh! becoming me"

buZzing off…faNa~
adi0s!

Dear dudes and dudettes, weirdos and freak shows and last but not least, blaHs.

i think i just had enough of people who say they’re sick of life. How many of these people are actually smart enough to end it? probably a 0.01% of the whole population. If one doesn’t wanna do something, one’s gotta get away. simple logic. is that hard to follow?
now,  you guys gotta noe something. it’s the people who refuse to come out of ur ass who suck, not life. if one more person comes to me and say "LIFE SUCKS" that very person is gonna end his miserable life in my hands. WHAT’S THEIR FREAKIN’ PROBLEM?! if life is really that bad, why do stuff everyday? might as well just sit on the couch and rot you way to the gates of hell. <— that, was a tip for you who feel that u have a miserable life.

Now, for those who think life’s too big and REFUSE to give up when they have to.
top 4 things they do each day:

Number 4: Dress up so well just to hide the rot underneath it all.
Number 3: Buy stuff as if there’s no tomorrow, or yesterday, or night or day.
Number 2: Roll their eyes and make stupid remarks at everything in the world.
Number 1: B*tch about every person they met since they were born!

y0! give it a bloody break! we laugh at your joke not coz it’s funny, but coz it’s freAkin’ lame and it came from YOU! and stop rolling ur eyes too much; i might just dig them out of those eye sockets of yours and probably do Eye curry with it. if you think u rock, think again. it might just be wat u named urself after.
if u have a problem with me, don’t come up to me (not as if u will. i would know about it from someone who live on the other side of the world before u tell it to me urself), just run away and think about ENDING YOUR LIFE!

Now, i know i said blogging was lame,it still might be. and don’t dare do a spellcheck on my entry. cherish every word i wrote here as u would have to wait  a pre-tty long time before  another comes.

buZzing off… faNa~
adI0s!