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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.

electric indigo.


it was match point againt maria sharapova, and my world came crashing down the second i saw her hit that forehand long.

well, my world didnt come crashing down but it did ruin my day.
seriously.


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the party's tomorrow.
yea, the party.

i've baked the cheesecake already and i cant say i'm actually satisfied with it. my mum says it's nice so i'm taking her word for it. she also said that i'm never happy with the outcome, be it a simple cheesecake or luxurious brownies.

that's not true... i found the basic vanilla cupcakes i baked before the cheesecake really nice! i also made chocolate mint cupcakes, which were delicious as well.

i dont care what i think though, what i care utmost about are my classmates' reactions to that first mouthful of cheesecake. will it heavenly bliss? or vomit-in-your-face-exorcist-style? pure euphoria? maybe indifference, no? they'd probably give me the face that says 'i wont be having a second slice'. hey bub, you wouldnt be allowed a second serving anyway.

i'm so pathetic.
it's miserable how i waddle in self-doubt and low-esteem.
it's STUPID.




i'll just act like nothing's wrong.

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