With my hair all spiked up, lets get the ball rolling towards mah 245th post.
Hmm, why don't I ever get much debate on life's issues. LOL.

In like, a month or so, I finally got the guts lazy kicked out of me, and I tagged (almost)all of my links. Why well, because I haven't got a tag in 5 days. LOL. Now now, I think I'm starting to hate smileys. BUT ANYWAY, to the person who probably knew what that meant, just shut it. More smileys, kay you win. Stop rubbing it in, I get it. Ya attract tha ladies. LOL. Yeah, I was serious until I said that. Kay so, just, stop. Its getting into my head, I can't deal with that, and you probably know that.

Well actually I can deal with that its just that, it.. hurts.

ANYWAY. My financial planning so far has taken 2 steps forward and one step back. Why cause I spent $6 on a fryin' hot meal in Pepper Lunch this afternoon. Played murderer, again. Like, in every single 2 minute break between lessons all of the guys gather around the tables and picked a small crumpled up piece of paper to decide their fate, the merciless killer, the justice detector, and the guy who just awaits death. I woke up this morning with an okay mood, went to check the Tottenham Porthsmouth score. Then, even though Tottenham lost, I laughed. I laughed at the joke of Tottenham losing to club already relegated from this season's Premier League. Remained optimistic however. Though in a not so good mood, I stepped into the class today with a smile on my face. Yeap, first step to optimism.

So yeah, went to Pepper lunch and played Murderer, again. And Benedict found his unagi pepper rice stuffed with a piece of plastic and his unagi tasting like rubber. After a few rounds, we split up and went home or band. I went to Benedict's house. We were supposed to do this uh, what we call, "work". We didn't. LOL. So we facebooked, msn-ed, and social interviewed. Answered many hilarious questions, and didn't answer even more hilarious questions. Oh man, Social Interview has so many questions I so sincerely wanna answer but I know I can't in front of all my 188 friends on facebook. 8 of which are relatives. 2 of which are teachers.

It was raining so Ben sent me to the bus stop with his umbrella, then waited for the bus for like, 30 minutes. When the bus arrived, he left. Then me and this other lady waited for the packed bus to open its doors. It didn't. It just drove away. I'll remember that, driver. I waited for another 10 minutes till the next one arrived, while waiting I pondered, and pondered, and pondered.

So.. not a very special post though. But before I go off and emo to music do my homework I just wanted to say..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALFRED WONG 'KAMEN RIDER' ZHI JIE!
Get ready for the bash of your life!

-Renald
I can't remember the man, the panhandler or his melody.
The words exchanged has far exceeded every change I'd given thee.