Its 3 plus in the morning, yeah, I know I should be studying.
Had 2 cuppa coffee and am not hesitating for the third cup cuz my-eye-are-closing-and-I-die-die-must-cover-one-theory-chapter. (I'm mugging my accounts, so plenty of which are figures and I'm literally dying from it. Hence, theory ones are more manageable)
*Stomach growling* Then my stomach starts playing rock & roll. Damn hungry can? KFC popped into my mind the very microsecond, and what's left edible in my kitchen? Maggie and bread. Ewl. I want KFC so badly now. Especially the original ones. Better if its drumstick.
I'm pathetic.
Have you guys received the MMS for Mas Selamat (or whatever the spelling is. And isn't "Selamat" supposed to be "Happy" in malay? Totally wrong to be used in a terrorist...)? I know Annie has, and its a freaking turnoff when I open the MMS to see a m*therf*cking huge face staring right at me. Prays hard he gets caught real real real soon. This terrorist fella can make bombs k~ Call me kiasee, but the thought that someone over here in singapore, can actually blast my country, gives me the chill down my spine.
Back to study. My brain is getting so retarded that I can't really spell the word "manageable" and almost spelt it as "maneable". Kaoz.
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