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i am bored. BLAAAAAHH!

i have realised i say blah, like, and i dont know ALOT. yesterday, i went to bing with lianne. as usual, mom was all killjoy about bing. she really cant grasp the concept of chilling. and she didn't want to admit the food was good. nyehhh. but she paid so i really cant complain.

and i got bitten by the @#*%&~^ musang. it was bleeeeeeeeeding. okay okay, overdrama much. it wasn't that bad. but still. in my sad little world where nothing happens, (due to grounding. blah) musang bites are about as much excitements as falling out of buildings. yeah.

i really should write about something else besides my blah life.
-_-