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Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

*grunts* and *shrieks*

sorry to disappoint you perverts but, nope, this post is not about passionate dirty sex sounds nor is it about passionate dirty sex.


i just felt like naming it *grunts* and *shrieks* because i was watching one of the quarterfinal matches of the aussie open. (i think you'll know why i did so just below)

justine henin VS maria sharapova
(see?)

WHAM. in the end, maria trumped justine(6-4, 6-0), the world #1 to set up a meeting with jelena jankovic in the semifinals. the match was really intense. i was practically jumping out of my seat in the first set. but they played really really great tennis. amazing. too good.

anyway, turns out i also had my weekly tennis lesson today. it starts at 6pm. at that time, the match wasnt finished yet. which made me make a heart-wrenching decision. i decided to skip tennis so i could watch the showdown between maria and justine. and because of that, i got a scolding from mum. like helloooo? it's not like i was feeling lazy and didnt feel like going for it! i love tennis(read previous entry)! but i decided to pass because i only get to watch such matches between such players only a few times a year! the scolding kinda ruined my otherwise FINE day. urghies. [BAD MOOD]

it was towards the ending of the match when suddenly my neighbour came over to see my mum. our neighbour, let's call her auntie, told us she was gonna give us the kittens she promised us as my mother exploded when she saw auntie's cat a few months ago. my mum said the cat was a ashy purplish-blue cat. so nice and beautiful and fluffy. auntie said she would give her all the kittens, three of them, and i was like, weeeee! then mum HAD to say: "no la, i think three would be too much to handle. two would be enough." i was like, okay... so we were going to get the two females, one orangy and the other ashy purplish-blue. so that cheered me up a bit.

BUT then when i was going down for dinner, mum said we would only be getting the rare-coloured one. and i was like WTF! it was like we broke our promise to our other future pet. she said my grandma told her TWO would be too much to handle. STUPIDS. and that really made my day. i kinda imploded. i forgot to say that i already have a jack russell terrier and another pariah cat whose eyes are so beautifully light blue under our care. so yes, maybe it would be too much to handle. but they're cats. they're not really as active as dogs. they dont BARK noisily. and these cats we're getting are in-house cats. they're not like my other cat who goes out and picks up fights with other cats. PLUS orange+ashy purplish blue makes a great colour combo. URGH! the other cat would probably hate the new cat and it'll be so alone! SOBS. and i want to see the two new cats play together!!! NOOOOOO...

i tried my luck again when we were watching heroes. and guess what!!! well, the answer i got was: NO.

so yea. chernobyl happened inside me again so i blogged. if i dont express how i feel, i think i would go insane. you know, the anger i felt after dinner was like the i-feel-like-smashing-everything-in-the-house anger. so i came up to my computer area and put the music on high. REALLY HIGH. like a bunny stuffed with ganja that kind of high. i think i'm half deaf already. sigh. probably gonna lose my sense of hearing by 40.



i feel like smashing a tennis ball at somebody.

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