`Another Day

And do you ever want me, do you ever need me?
I know that you left before goodbye.
And it’s okay, there’s always another day.

What a week. A whole week of kawat and neverending homework. Just the perfect things to spice up my life. /sarcasm

So something happened yesterday that I’m too scared out of wits to even put into words, and I’ve been too superstitious lately, waking up in the middle of the night and feeling eyes on me. Okay, that was seriously creepy.

Apart from that, I’ll live. Also, I had a good does of EH last night -even though that means I missed American Idol D:- so I’m good. Except for the peverted ‘Form Three Chapter Four’ and Alan’s last night.

Vessi introduced this site called Omegle where you can talk to a random stranger about anything without revealing anything, and some of them were absolutely hilarious so I thought I’d share it here.

Vessi’s:

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Hi, I’m Harry from England.
Stranger: Hi , Im Suzy from Jakarta .
You: Jakarta?
You: Did you go to Beauxbatons?
Stranger: Indonesia .
You: Ohhh.
You: I guess not then.
You: Do you know Cho?
Stranger: Cho ?
You: I’m looking for her. Ginny’s being a prat lately.
You: I need an escape.
You: Cho, yeah.
You: Asian, long black hair?
Stranger: who the hell are you talking about ?
Stranger: JUST CUS IM ASIAN DOESNT MEAN I KNOW ALL THE OTHER ASIANS IN THE WORLD , YOU DARN* JERK*.
You: Well, I asked Ron and Hermione but they said that I shouldn’t be looking for Cho
You: And my owl Hedwig kind of got her wing hurt the other day
You: Dumbledore’s dead.
Stranger: now your talking about harry potter ? T_T
Stranger: fml .
Stranger: good day sir .
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hey
You: i have a problem. :/
Stranger: what is it?
You: well.
You: the voices in my head, tell me they know best, got me on the edge, they’re pushing, pushing, they’re pushing.
You: i know they’ve got a plan, but the balls in my head
You: what do i do now?
You: i dont know, where to go, whats the right team
You: i want my own thing
Stranger: shoot yourself
You: so bad im gonna scream
You: i can’t choose, so confused, whats it all mean?
You: i want my own dream, so bad im gonna scream!
Stranger: scream!!
You: im kicking down the walls, i gotta make them fall
You: just break through them all, im pushing, crashing, im gonna
You: fight to find myself
You: me and no one else
Stranger: lol k
You: it’s like nothing works without her!
Stranger: that’s cute
Stranger: aw
Stranger: good luck
You: is it her? is it love? could the music ever be enough?
You: gotta work it out
You: gotta work it out!
Stranger: yeah!
You: ughh i dont know
You: where to go
You: i can’t choose so confused whats it all mean?
You: i want my own dream
You: so badi m gonna scream
You: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Stranger: let it out!
You: thanks.
You: i feel better
You: i’ll go talk to gabriella now.
Stranger: k bye
You: thanks man.
You: – zac
Stranger: yup
You have disconnected.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: hi.. can you give me some advice?
Stranger: on
You: i have some problems. :/
You: like legit.
Stranger: ok
Stranger: who doesnt
You: thank you so much.
You: alright kay so.
You: everybody’s always talking at me. everybody’s trying to get in my head.
You: i wanna listen to my own heart talking, i need to count on myself instead.
You: did you ever lose yourself to get what you want? did you ever get on a ride and wanna get off. did you ever push away the ones you shoulda held close?
You: did you ever let go, did you ever not know?
You: im not gonna stop, that’s who i am.
You: ill give it all i got, that is my plan.
You: will i find what i lost, you know you can
You: bet on it, bet on it
You: i wanna make it right, that is the way
You: to turn my life around, today is the day!
You: am i the type of guy who means what i say?
You: bet on it
You: bet on it!
Stranger: is that from like’
Stranger: highchool musica
Stranger: l
Stranger: or something
You: are you saying my problems are movie worthy?
You: as in not real?
You: :/
Stranger: no
You: how will i know if there’s a path worth taking? should i question every move i make?
Stranger: i just feel like u took that from some where
You: i thought i lost, my heart is breaking.
Stranger: how do u type so fast lol
You: did you ever doubt your dream would come true? did you ever blame the world and never blame you?
You: i will never try to live a lie again
You: i dont wanna win this game if i can’t play it my way!
You: loads of practice, dude
You: or dudette?
Stranger: are you ok
Stranger: im a guy lol
Stranger: that was imprssive
You: alright dude!
You have disconnected.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: WILD ABRA APPEARS
You: OMG PIKACHU I CHOOSE YOU!
You: THUNDERBOLT, GO!
Stranger: CRITAL HIT
Stranger: ABRA IS NOW PARALIZED
You: YES!
You: PIKACHU, RETURN! PERSIAN, I CHOOSE YOU!
You: SWIFT ATTACK, GO!
Stranger: SWIFT ATTACK MISSED
Stranger: ABRA CANNOT MOVE
You: THROWS POKEBALL AT ABRA
Stranger: bup
Stranger: bup
Stranger: bup
Stranger: WILD ABRA WAS CAUGHT
You: YESSS!
Stranger: WOULD YOU LIKE TO GIVE WILD ABRA A NICK NAME?
You: YES
You: BETH
Stranger: BETH WAS SENT TO BILL’S PC
Stranger: ALSO, YOU LOST THE GAME
You: I WANT MORE BEAR MACE.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Kayso, guess you got her HP, HSM and Pokemon reference. XD

Also, some from Steph trying to be Chuck Bass:

Steph’s:

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hey
You: Hello.
Stranger: girl or boy?
You: ..I’m Chuck Bass.
Stranger: yeah right
You:
You: I am.
Stranger: so you must be a boy right?
You: Apparently.
Stranger: if you’re chuck bass, where you from?
You: New York.
Stranger: how old r u?
You: 19
Stranger: bday?
You: January 4th. Why?
Stranger: LIAR
Stranger: you’re not chuck bass
Stranger: (:
You: GG watcher, are we?
Stranger: and his name is Ed Westwick
You: Oh snap. <3
Stranger: yeah, I watch GG
Stranger: nice one
Stranger: :p
Stranger: can’t fool me though
You: Nice to see someone guess my game.
Stranger: and people go for Chace Crawford more than Ed Westwick
Stranger: :p
You: Eh, I like Ed.
You: I’d take him over Chace anyday.
Stranger: SO YOU ARE A BOY RIGHT???
You: No, actually I’m not.
Stranger: i hate u
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Hey
Stranger: hi
You: And how are you tonight?
Stranger: asl ?
Stranger: i’m good
You: ASL is a boring topic. How’s your love life?
Stranger: not bad
You: That’s always nice.
Stranger: bad actually
Stranger: lol
You: Upsetting. Gotta get back up on that horse. -nods- Smile.
You: Meet new people.
Stranger: ?
You: Well, if you’d rather me not be positive. Then sorry your love life sucks.
Stranger: hahaha
Stranger: i’m fine
Stranger: how about you ?
You: Oh, considering I’m Chuck Bass, it’s pretty damn good.
Stranger: who the hell is chuck bass ?
You: Me. Obviously.
Stranger: cool
Stranger: are you a PUA ?
You: A what?
Stranger: pick up artist i mean
You: I can be at times. Depends on my mood.
Stranger: maybe i should learn something from you
Stranger: lol
You: Possibly.
Stranger: how’s your girl ?
You: Which one?
Stranger: your last one
You: Ah, Ness. She’s amazing. Does things with her tongue you wouldn’t believe.
Stranger: lol
Stranger: you rock
You: I try, I try.
Stranger: how’s she now ?
You: Sleeping probably.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

One from Kate:

You: i’ve been trying to get this spell to work all damn day but it’s just not happening.
You: avada kedavra… do you know it?
Stranger: Harry Porter :p
You: not quite.
You: the little bugger’s called Potter where I come from.
Stranger: Potter….Sorry;;
You: i’m sick of him and Cedic sneaking into the bloody broom closet for sexytimes.
You: goddamnit, i’m Cho Chang. Cedric belongs to me.
Stranger: Just a moment please,it is okay to disconnect if u want.
You: avada kedavra?
You: did it work?
You: is that why you need time?
You: *waves wand*
You: imperio!
You: you will return NAO!
You: … imperio?
You: *ahem* IMPERIO!
You: crucio?
You: …
You: …
You: avada kedavra!

Isabella used Glee && HP:

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hey
You: hey
You: can i talk to you about something?
You: okay so basically my friend quinn
You: is pregnant but her glee teacher, mr shue’s, wife is pretending to be pregnant
You: so she wants quinns baby
Stranger: jeez
Stranger: that’s terrible
You: but finn, another friend of mine, quinn’s boyfriend, thinks its his baby but really its my other friend pucks
You: now im secretly in love with finn
You: but he wont turn to me cause of the baby
Stranger: umm…
Stranger: not to be rude, but it sort of sounds like you’re makin this up
You: ARE YOU KIDDING?
You: whatever
You: some people just dont appreciate me
You: bye
Stranger: hey, hey
You: -rachel
Stranger: i’m sorry

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hey
You: like, ohmygod, hi!
Stranger: asl?
You: 16/f/durmstrang
You: you?
Stranger: 17 m usa
You: ooh, what blood type are you?
Stranger: haha, what kind of a question is that
You: its just, im one of the only halfbloods at durmstrang. they’re all pure
Stranger: sweet jesus
You: i know, right? and this other school hires the most insaneee teachers. like, for example, the last time i was there, they had this creepy guy named moody. WHAT TYPE OF NAME IS THAT?
Stranger: I can smell your virginity from here
You: pshhh. dont go all hermione on me, she was dating viktor once and they didn’t even go near to doing the deed!
Stranger: I dont even know how to respond
You: sorry man, i have to go. surprise trip to hogwarts, maybe old dumbledore will be so taken aback he’ll let me in
You: nice talkin to you, muggle.
Stranger: good luck finding friends
You have disconnected.

But I loved Cass’s the most. EPIC. XD

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: marli
Stranger: perfeita
You: yes.
Stranger: AHAM
Stranger: LINDO
You: i totally agree!
Stranger: vou ouvir algo emo
Stranger: tipo sete cidades
Stranger: é
You: emo? yes, i am.
Stranger: to depre
Stranger: YOU ARE?
Stranger: (L)
You: yep, no matter wat language we’re all EMOS ON THE INSIDE.
Stranger: SE A PAIXAO FOSSE REALMENTE UM BALSAMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
You: WOOT.
Stranger: MAS ENTENDA EU NAO ESTOU APAIXONADOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Stranger: cara, eu falei com uns tarados
Stranger: foi tenso
You: you know, i think my friend draco might be emo?
You: he’s always picking on harry.
Stranger: é teu amigo?
Stranger: eu gosto dele
Stranger: ele é lindo
You: yeah, draco that’s the one. him, crabbe and goyle.
Stranger: E VE SE TU NAO MANDA EU ME FUDER TAMBÉM, O OUTRO FEZ ISSO E EU FIQUEI IRADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Stranger: A PAIXAO QUER SANGUE E CORAÇOES ARRUINADOOOOOOOOOS
Stranger: CARA QUE EMO
Stranger: VOU CHORAR
You: AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH VOLDEMORTS HERE??!@!?!?!?!
Stranger: FUI ABANDONADA HOJE
You: WHAT?!?!?!??!
Stranger: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Stranger: YEAH
You: OMG!
Stranger: RUN
You: RUN!!!!!!!!

I even tried one. My first one was quoting The Only Exception but he/she disconnected right after reaching the second verse. :/ So I tried with EH reference instead:

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: Hello
You: hi i’m dylan
Stranger: Hello Dyaln
You: i study in eh
Stranger: *Dylan
You: and there are so many awesome people there
Stranger: I can imagine, I heard eh has some great cultural venues
You: there are this couple, boo and xander, and they are so amazingly amzing
You: then there is desmond owens, who looks so much like chuck bass
Stranger: That sounds amazing
Stranger: I love bass
You: then there’s this pair of twins, sici and alex moon, and alex is my gurlfraaaan
Stranger: What happent to Chuck Bass anyway?
You: i was just talking to chuck bass on eh just now
You: he makes the most amazing graphics
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

So we’re normal people. I swear. XD

`When I Was Younger

I saw my daddy cry, and curse at the wind.

Another day gone and nothing productive is done. What a waste of my life. Finally finished My Sister’s Keeper today, and Sasha, if you’re reading this, I’ll give it back to you ASAP, kay?

Yesterday and today were a torment of endless questions, which answers I could practically spill out with my eyes shut, ears blocked, and tampons up my nose. Okay, no, that was vulgar.

I don’t know why I’m so mean.

I ESS YOU SEE KAY at kawat, so I’ll probably die if I do another stupid mistake. No, Chew Jie, I’m not joget-ing.

Sick, that’s what I am. And cranky, which leads to mean.

/kicks self.

`And I’m On My Way To Believe In

Currently stuck on- The Only Exception by Paramore

Guess what time it is? 12.32 AM. Why am I still here? Boredom. And…stubbornness. To go to bed. Idk. I feel fail.

I know, I know, you’ll say you’re getting sick of me for being so pessimistic and stuff, but you’re not normal if you’re up till so late with nothing better than to do.

Then go to sleep! you say.

If it’s that easy. I say.

I feel as if my braces are gonna fall off, the latch is kinda loose, and I dunno if it’s a good thing or bad thing.

But, referring to my blog stats just now, people find my blog just by searching my name. And not my full name either. Bored, I was tempted to do the same thing and found this girl’s blog with the same name as me that I found quite interesting. BECAUSE SHE GOT TO GO TO AUSSIE. /kicks.

Michelle`s Sparkly Life

Meh. Sparkly.

I know, I’m being mean, but I’m cranky and in fail mode, so sorry, kay.

All Braced Up

Part One: Oblivion

I woke up at seven o’ clock today in an extremely groggy state and got dressed before heading downstairs and entering the car. JJ and Ean were my companions for the day again, repeating previous Gotchas and making me laugh till I cried. We had breakfast at a hawker store near Simpang Kuala, and it’s one way to Penang.

I was sleeping the whole time in the car, so serenely that my heart gave a leap when dad woke me up, saying that we had already reached the orthodontist.

Part Two: Nerves

Waiting in the waiting room with a book in my hand, I tried hard to concentrate on my book to keep my mind off what was waiting for me just a few feet away. But stuff like dental treatments stick to your head when you’re reading books like My Sister’s Keeper. Dialysis. Transplant. It’s as if the book itself was mocking my nerves and agitation. Heaving a sigh, I shut the book and shoved it into my bag. Darn Picoult. Instead, I tried to focus on House playing on channel AXN on the LCD TV hung on the opposite wall.

Bad idea to watch a medical show, too.

Part Three: Commence

My heart thumping hard, I enter the second room when my name was called. A girl asked me to lie down on the long, eerie victim patient chair. Firstly, the girl, which was also one of the dentist’s assistants cleaned my teeth with a sharp, pokey object that I won’t even mention. Anyway, there was blood, so you get why I’m not too fond of elaborating more about that particular process.

Next, she polished my teeth with stuff I couldn’t see through closed lids. My lips were pulled wide apart with a (puller?) to make things easier; and creep me out more. She asked colours, and I smiled. “Can I use all colours?” And she said yes, much to my glee.

When Dr Looi came in, my heart sank in fear. Okay, so here comes the prosecutor. Gulp.

Picking up an incredibly sharp object, he said, “Don’t mind the sound when I slice your teeth, okay?” I was like, What sound? What sound are you going to make? Ugh. Nonono. So I closed my eyes, mostly to avoid the stuff splattering out of my teeth (okay, no, I don’t know what is splattering out of my teeth) and also to avoid the dentist’s eyes. Okay, no, you’re hearing…a lawn mower. Nothing else. It actually wasn’t very painful, only hurting a little when he touched the gums. I was expecting him to extract teeth, but when he didn’t after slicing my teeth, I was pleased. No, ecstatic.

Then he started applying these silver parts on each of my teeth, and I was sure there was no more pulling of teeth. The procedure took quite some time, and he left the girl to thread the wire through the nuggets, followed by clipping the multi-coloured rubber bands onto the braces. I was already feeling the pressure on my teeth, but it didn’t hurt at all. No.

I was grinning wildly when I went out to meet my parents. It wasn’t as bad as I had thought.

Part Four: Minor

Next, we went to Queensbay to shop, and for once, I didn’t go to Borders, because I figured my parents already spent 4500 bucks on me today, so I won’t bother them with another burden. So I followed them into Jusco.

That was when my teeth started to hurt.

To take my mind off the matter, I continued My Sister’s Keeper and couldn’t seem to keep my mouth close. It was as if something was poking at my lips and it was irritating, so my mouth was a constant ‘O’.

I thought I could never get my mouth to close after this.

Part Five: Agony

Oh God. Oh my God. It hurts.

We went to Jusco in Bukit Mertajam next, and I was incredibly down, pain intruding my teeth nerves like hammers hammering on them repeatedly mercilessly. I only had Bubur at McD, and even then, it was hard to eat.

Only one word can be used to describe my condition.

HELL.

Part Six: Envy

We returned to Alor Star in time to attend Xin Tong’s birthday party at KFC. And I was welcomed by Jia Yuan, Jia Wen and Ai Chen swarming towards me, firing questions about my braces which I answered quite difficultly. Yuan even took the pleasure to mock me by eating a huge chunk of chicken meat right in my face. -kicks-

Kidding. Ily, girl. <3

So I ended up eating mash potato and drinking Pepsi only. At least Chicky appeared to make the situation more bearable.

I can’t believe I just said that.

So yes, it still hurts right now and there is nothing I can do about it. D:

Insightful Moments

This week has been pretty eventful, I must confess, no matter how hectic it has been. I got sick with an irritating flu, followed by an even more irritating cough and had to skip school on Monday. I don’t know what’s been going on with me lately, but I’ve been looking at things that I’ve been previously scoffing at at an entirely new light. Insight or simply sentimental? I don’t know.

So I was watching American Idol last night, and those who know me on Facebook might have seen me quoting on FB that the show “brings out the worse in people.” But last night, maybe because it was 11.45 PM and I had just finished 13 pages of Sejarah notes, or maybe it was purposely exaggerated by the show’s producers, but when this guy won the golden ticket (Matt Lawrence or something, who had a criminal record when he was fifteen) and his family was hugging him and everything, I was thinking that he had won the challenge gloriously, and he completely deserved it. I was shocked at myself. Me, who constantly jeered at the predictable show, being all teary for someone on audition?

Another thing that I discovered today, something that really, seriously surprised me, is that I kind of like to teach. I’m gonna be all, “IKR? TISSRSLYBAD!” because I hatehatehate teaching. Well, I used to. At Science tuition, I was staring at Alan when he was writing stuff on the board and I kinda pictured myself in his shoes, and what’s more, I went through a 30-minute tutor with Intan this morning about Sejarah, and I quite liked it. Totally not sure why, but that’s the way things turned out for me.

Today was also the first time I joined a ‘kawat’ squad. It looked easy for Soya and the rest, but it was seriously HARD. My arms were never straight and okay, I looked and walked like a robot. And I got my synchronisation all poo. So when I got into my car, I was describing my first kawat experience to mum, and she added her own anecdote, saying stuff like how she’s Head of all Penang’s high schools’ marching squads and Head Prefect and Head everything. I used to sneer at my mum when she starts to launch into her glorious old days, but now, as I listen intently, I realise she’s almost everything I ever wanted to be, but I could never be like her, because I didn’t have the passion and spirit. And diasappointment engulfed me as I realise I have failed my mum.

I don’t know what these little scenarios mean, but I hope it’s for the best.

MAYO OH-YOU-TEE.

PS. Getting braces tomorrow. Should I be scared or excited?

The Best Kind Of Lesson

So I had ICTL class today, and was absolutely thrilled when Teacher Zaza exclaimed what our assignment for the class would be. First, she said,

Create a blog.

Ha! Easy peasy. Like that would be a tough job. Secondly, she said,

Write 8 posts about anything you like.

The first thing that came to mind was books.

If we had lessons like this everyday, I’d die in ecstasy. When I told my mum this, she was all, “Ha. You’ve been doing that all along.”

So I’ve come to a decision to review these eight books:

1. Wicked by Gregory Macguire
2. The Lovely Bones <3 by Alice Sebold
3. The Host by Stephenie Meyer
4. Dear Zoe by Philip Beard
5. My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult
6. Uglies by Scott Westerfield
7. The Time Of The Ghost by Dianna Wynne Jones
8. Dark Visions by LJ Smith

Steal and you shall feel the wrath.

Mayo OUT.

OMGNEWENTRY?YES!

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The Little Pleasures

It has been quite a busy week ever since homework started piling high on my desk and my organiser was filled with uncrossed tasks to do by the subsequent day. There were school tuitions till four then continuous compulsory sports practice and tuition again late into the night that I almost fall asleep immediately as soon as my head hit the pillows. My calloused thumb’s pain is kicking in again, when it had sunk to the depths of my senses during the holidays. It’s only time when the peer pressure starts kicking in and late nights would play a role in my life. The thought of even opening my laptop seemed absurd, and unlike the phrase ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’, I realise I’m learning to solve my addiction to the Internet and everything in it. Just as long as I don’t lapse back to my previous eight-hour-long stare with my glasses on typing in front of the computer for the whole day, I should be okay.

Even though the starting of this year pretty much means sad sad sad, I managed to let myself enjoy the sporadic yet enjoyable pleasures throughout the week. First there was Chin’s birthday on Tuesday, and we managed to hold a surprise birthday party for her in school. I spent half an hour the previosu night in the middle of finishing my Sejarah notes to prepare a Twilight-themed card for her, which I’m pretty fond of. I inserted the card into two big brown envelopes with the scary-this-is-confidential-stuff look and told Chin it was a letter from the PK concerning PMR details. I really hoped she fell for it, but I doubt it much after my suspicious effort to not laugh out loud. Pei Fong called her mother to get a cake over and we sang a birthday song to Chin in the canteen, much to her horror, and our joy. I thought it was a pretty good party, despite being surrounded by 1/4 of the school’s student body, 1/2 of which we do not know at all.

Also, Theresa lent me My Sister’s Keeper this week too. Boy, was I surprised when Syifa came up the Form Three block stairs and held the book in my face. I was grinning the whole day and coerced myself into finsihing Magyk so I can get a start on the book. Thank you, 3sa. (:

Just yesterday, Thursday, my gang of peeps and I had the most epic and perverse convo at the school porch after school. I won’t say what we were talking about, because it should definitely be censored and rated, but I probably had the best moment of the week ever, laughing till tears were leaking from my eyes.

Thanks to the movie Zombieland, I’m starting to learn to appreciate the little pleasures of my life, no matter how short and brief they may enter my life. I just hope they’ll be enough to compensate for the remaining periods of my life.

HALP PLZ?

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Clueless

I don’t know why I changed my theme. I don’t usually change my theme that often. I guessed I was bored and mentally exhausted. I feel pressured, but I have no idea why I am. I mean, everything’s pretty much going on fine with my life, save a few exceptions, I have a secure home, a pair of incredible parents, a circle of lovable friends, updated social sites, okay grades, and even working on a story for Love, M, but I feel something nagging at me all the time. I know I’ve said this too many times for you or my pleasure, but I feel like a huge failure. I feel as if I’ve violated a rule to make my life a perfect one and now it’s crumbling down behind my ears, mocking in my exasperation and sorrow. Not only have I failed myself, I’ve failed everyone else around me too. And I’m sorry. I know I’ve posted something similar to this in Tumblr, but I feel as if I’ve not apologised enough. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry if I made your life a living hell and I’m sorry if I irked you till you have the urge to incapicitate me everytime you see me. I don’t know what I’ve become, but I know something’s not right. I’m not going eM0, but I feel…distracted. See, even my sense of vocabulary is deteriorating. I’ve told many lies to many people, despite my personal principles, and I know some people hate being lied to, so I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything. This wasn’t what I’d intended to present to the world, but there it is.