I'm damn upset. I don't think I'll be going to school. I mean, I don't want to go to school, but what, I think my parents will force me to go as usual, and I will have nothing to say since I don't know what to say and I'll be in school, in class, going a tad crazy over minor things and emo-ing at time but I will most probably be going crazy more and then I'll go home, on the computer, use it till 9-11pm, read something, do some stretchings, sleep, walk up in the morning, do more stretchings, and restart my no-life routine again.

You know, people who claim to be no-lifers seriously should compare mine to theirs. I mean, at least they have friends to talk to. In school, I talk, yeah duh, but it's not until HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. When I on the computer, even though I have a about 40 people online, no one usually talk to me. With the exception of Fifi and some other people, but they're not talking to me anymore. As in, online.




Wait, my blog is supposed to be one that sprouts positive things, like nonsense. And don't take anything I say seriously as I'm a retard. There, I admitted it. I'm actually retarded. I bet you would have notice a long time ago, but I've been denying it so there. I admit. Cat's out of the bag. *fireworks and rainbows*

Hmm, maybe I should talk about how I would plan the future. Well, in such a society, I think I would want to be a hotel manager. LOL WAIT. I don't know. Those type, like Raffles Hotel, like damn prestigious one. Oh my god, and maybe I'll be a school headmaster, one like SAS, for the rich kids. Oh my!

Then again, maybe not. Maybe I'll be some office woman or something.


I'm desperate for someone to talk to.