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Today, I decided to tidy up the room.
I'm famous for my messiness, go figure, I don't know why.
Sigh..







'Course I needed some emotional support hor, but who was I kidding, I finished all the chocs in 2 secs, loitered around, procrastinating and after 2 hours, with mum's help, it was still abit messy, but it was LOADS better.






Stuff, even half packed! HAH!!! Kiasu can!!
My future kids will probably be covered in inches of dust before me noticing them, unless they're insensitive bastards like their dad who left me pregnant while he has 14 affairs with whores while he goes on tour for golf!!! WAH!! VERY FAMILIAR STORY!
& I'll force them to eat their bloody veggies, but they'll want chocolates, and whine because they're kids who whine alot, then I shall procede to HIT THEM WITH CANS OF TUNA IN A PLASTIC BAG! Then the ungrateful twits will cry and say in an awesome British accent 'but mother, you eat loads of chocolates too' and leave me speechless, then I've got no choice but to share my wonderful pile of chocolates with them. Sigh.

GOOD ENOUGH REASON WHY I SHOULDNT HAVE KIDS!!!!



The plate of veg that my kids will refuse, because they are so called limp, and tasteless, which I will shove it all into their puny mouths thru funnels, and force them to write a 1000 word essay on Africa and famine. Topic : Africa experiences food shortage and famine.Discuss. In your essay, include ways of increasing awareness of this phenomenon.
And they will have to write this essay while I watch tv SIOK SIOK!

And I'm like super scared that I'll find an annoying twat for a husband. Book smart people like me, SORRY I KNOW I'M ABIT BEH PAISEH, but im sure im more booksmart than streetsmart.
Put me in The apprentice, booksmart vs streetsmart I also wont be in either, I'll prolly be the person who holds up the light. As I was saying, nice people( AHEM) like me always end up with LOSERS! Because we end up desperate.
When girls are desperate, a little hint of flattery and niceness will make us dumb.
So if beggars say you're pretty, they just want your money, not because he's secretly a millionaire from a reality show and NOOOO you will not be one in a million, that's what TV is for. We should sue shows, for making us believe in nonsense! Heck, if a chewbacca didnt eat you, you would probably fall in love with him. The only reason you were spared was because he only eats lean meat. WAH! BURN!!!

I want a puppy!