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.miso tired...{ Thursday, December 11, 2008 }

Today = submission = doom.

Submission's over though, so yayyyyyyyy but miso tired i can't feel any joy.

The boyfriend made me go over to queensway again where he bought a new pair of glasses ( which i picked because i am awesome), a pair of jeans ( which i picked because i am awesome), a keyboard (because he is a geek) and a Razor mouse ( which i picked because i am awesome and have good taste).

I think it's pretty damn obvious i live vicariously through his spending rofl rofl.

Okay i'm seriously fucking tired, was stuck in an hour-long traffic jam la SMLJ !! zzzzzzzzz. i zonked out halfway, now my neck is like twisted and sour ( suan lol) omg. i hope i didn't snore though. Which i tend to do. very loudly. I snore so loudly that the boyfriend cannot sleep HAHAHAHA THIS IS KARMA FOR ALWAYS CALLING ME FAT YOU BITCH!

I was bitching about how we never take photos together anymore, and he was all like FINE TAKE WITH YOUR PHONE LOR and they turned out fucking shitty and he was all like SEE THIS IS WHY and i was like FUCK YOU ASSHOLE omg i dunno what i am bloody typing i need to sleep like now.

btw does ikea meatball sauce go with angel hair pasta? i'm thinking of making some tomorrow morning for brekkie okay goodnight.

AND OH FUCK THE STUPID BOYFRIEND IS GOING TO MALAYSIA ON SUNDAY NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU FOR AN ENTIRE WEEK NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU ): I don't friend you! Right smack after my school has ended some more fuck la annoyed zzzzzzzzzzzzz.