The Whip Hand.

I am under stress.
Oh, just an early stage. But I sure want that fag.

I have ideas submitted to me using mandarin, those China mandarin written words, gosh, one word, illegible. What I am supposed to do now is to compile everything that they (there’s only two of them anyway) had given me just now. Actually I just loath this subject. I just plain dislike the lecturer. Superior to all of the students. My my, her way and all the way. She likes it her way, so won’t you please pass her the whip? I sure ain’t her bondage slave.

This subject is supposed to be easy, not some complicated why this why that subject. She’s making everyone in the class miserable. Jay said he wants to gun her down. Whoa. I’ll say pass her the whip, Jay. You qualify.

Presentation in each and every class, I hear ya said there’s no need for her to teach then? Ah, smartass. What’s more, both classes are all in the freaking morning. You’ve guessed it right, 8am class. Fark me.

It took me coupla hours to clean up my messy room, plus the laundry, the cooking, cleaning, washing.. etc. But glad and contented for the lil steamboat session that we had yesterday. Oh and today’s lil dumpling eating session was all fun. Now I truly enjoy and savour the taste of dumplings and mushrooms. Yes, mushrooms. Shrooms. Brooms. All are appreciated. Earlier I thought I wouldn’t be able to taste that during the occasion. But I did, I am such a happy pig.

Champion has such a cute and dreamy voice. He is my first kaki rokok. Short and sweet fella, hell I talked to him for almost an hour just because he wanted to pass me that sheet of suggestions. He is from my hometown, our program’s representative and is my classmate. How cool is that?

All hell let loose, behold the compilation of ideas and the dreading thought of it.

Can you please pass me that fag?

Oh wait, I just brushed my teeth.

Shito. :/

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My Bloody Valentine – Sometimes