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I need to think of something better to do with my life. I also think people relationships would be so much easier if you could measure how much of a friend someone is by looking at the points you've accumulated with him so far. When you realize you haven't had much to do in the holidays, you probably haven't earned enough points with many people for the past 4 years.

Someone make me a new blogskin.

Hello loyal reader. Yeah I don't really know why I'm celebrating Christmas later today. Seems like an excuse to gather together with the extended family (some family p*****cs goin' on there too...)

Pretty effed up if you ask me. The material Christmas that we all know and love got killed. But today in EVE I saw something that made me step back and take a look at what I might be getting myself into. Sometimes you don't really realize what you're doing wrong until you see someone else do it, you know?

Eve is such an awesome game. It teaches people life lessons without cheesy analogies.

Today, I my gift for people who I will celebrate Christmas is my patience, time, and LOVE AWWWWW, and everything else meaningful and free that I can afford. Merry Christmas. (very climatic, the nextdoor hardcore Christians are celebrating christmas and just finished counting down.)

P.S. I don't think you need to be Christian to celebrate Christmas. I'm barely Christian myself.

Or any sense of time passing us by for that matter. First we were counting down to prelims, then to O levels, then to the end of O levels. Before you know it, we'll be counting down to the end of our holidays. Maybe it's because of the fact that I have a lack of things planned out for this holiday. And there's really nothing exciting to count down to.

Come to think of it much of the fun things that's happened this hols are really spontaneous. Mmm. I like spontaneous. Only set back is you can't countdown to it lol.

Crud I need to pack my room. I've got like 7 stacks of worksheets + notes + god knows what other school stuff lying on the floor right now, and my room is like a fortress. It's so hard to get in to my room that... that... I can't really seem to get out without stubbing my toe on one of the pillars of worksheets.

I feel like a murderer. A tree killer.

Darn I am in serious need of a haircut. I can use the hair from my sideburns to stick in my ears.

My dad just gave me a very weird analogy to explain a life lesson, which had something to do with games and saved files and checkpoints. Hmm.

Marche jokes
GUY: Hey are you guys free?
ME: No, actually we're paid $5.50 an hour.

GUY: Hey where's June?
ME: Just wait here a while, she's coming in six months!

*Opening boxes and being upset about supervisor* FUZH: 不要想不开! GET IT?! HAHHAH

*Packing salt* GENE: 不要嫌东嫌西. Just pack salt. HAHAAH.

Oh man after today I can't express how much I find people I do not yet know so hate-able. Yeh you readin' this?! UP YOURS! BIATCH. Yup, I'm definitely going to have problems working with people in the near future. I don't think anyone can help me outta this ditch but myself. Now all I have to do is convince myself I don't really need a PS3.