Okay so, there’s this Kissing Competition I’ve heard that’s ongoing; whereby the winner will walk away with lotsa cash. The amount wasn’t stated but ohwell, you could always use some extra cash, no?
Well, sounds simple.
But let’s see how it goes :
And the men?
Look, it’s even circulated by e-mail.
What if one day you receive an e-mail widely distributed to the inbox-es of many, with intention to poke fun and make a monkey’s uncle outta that person – ONLY TO DISCOVER IT IS YOU?
If I could be the Malaysian Prime Minister for a day, I’d hold meetings with my senators to make necessary adjustments to the constitution.
- All Starbucks are to be opened 24-hours for insomniacs like my friends and I
- NO ONE is to circulate mean e-mails of less fortunate people
- No more exams (as suggested above by Caney)
- Make men cover up their titties just like how ladies are supposed to
- Import Shia LaBeouf over to Malaysia for a 1 week holiday
- Abolish rice and instead make FLAT BISCUITS the staple food of Malaysia
- Any suggestions dear readers? I’ll add it in right away!
WHAT FLAT BISCUITS am I talking about?
Yeah, it’s something I just discovered. Mom made me eat it after seeing me sitting, sleeping, studying for exams and not moving from the same goddamn couch for 3days in a row.
This is the one:
Can you believe Famous Amos produced these babies?
I CAN HAZ
Alright honestly, I don’t even know the point nor intention of this whole post. It’s extremely random and nonsensical. Ain’t no fault of mine. It’s the exam stress that’s causing me to go bonkers.
Yes I know.
I’m in my friggin’ pyjamas because I slept at 6am and just woke up at 1pm in the afternoon, no make-up whatsoever, in (yes your 1st time seeing me in them) glasses ,
with unruly hair admidst my exam notes.
BUT DO I LOOK LIKE I GIVE A RATS ASS?
the finals of all final exam begins tomorrow
and I’m screwed
and then it’s byebye to college!