11:15
Saturday, 23 August 2008
Sigh. Saturday mornings. Usually on Saturday mornings I'd be reluctantly changing for aikido but my mummy let me skip aikido today! So today, I'm reluctantly rushing to complete my zuo wen homework for tuition. Which is today. At 2 pm. And it's 11.3o am now.
AND I HAVE WRITER'S BLOCK.
I dare say I have writer's block because, in a point, I do refer to myself as a writer. Well, I did try to write a little story. :l It's somewhere in My documents right now. If a soft disc could gather dust, then my litttle story would be giant dust bunny right now. :l I take back what I said about referring to myself as a writer.
I hate how my hair is always so puffy when I wake up in the mornings. Most mornings. Mornings like today. Hell, I shouldn't even be awake yet. But I am. Because I have to write a stupid zuo wen which I can't write because I have I-am-not-referring-to-myself-as-a-writer-when-I-say-I-have-writer's-block block.
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There's no breakfast today because PoPo thought that mummy was bringing us out. And I didn't even realize she wasn't home until I rushed to off the computer when the lift bell rang. So I had to endure the long process of turning on the computer again. When I say this, I do have a point of saying that my computer takes very long to turn on. Getting back to the main point in which I am writing this post, there's no breakfast. Not that I enjoy eating breakfast, in fact I hate eating breakfast. And I don't care if breakfast is the most important meal of the day because somehow, I can live everyday of my life with no breakfast. Usually, my mummy will force me to stuff the un-important food into my mouth. But then again, today is not a usual morning since I am here and not in Raffles Town Club or if not on my way there.
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This is already a very long post if you compare it to the others (If you bother to). Also one of the most confusing posts I have ever written (not saying I am a writer just because I wrote something). If you are a genius at literature or somehow posses the gift of understanding this confusing post, you would probably know what the main point of this post is which is what I am trying to say. For those who are not literature geniuses nor posses the gift of understanding this post, God Bless You. No, I'm kidding. All you have to do is understand what I say when I say I take back what I said about me taking back what I said about referring to myself as a writer. Because I do.
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HAHAHA. What a joke this is. Amazing what I can say about these six words : I think I am a writer. If you didn't understand the post, those words are all you have to understand. Hahaha. Sorry. I'm just bored(: Since I have the i-am-not-referringblah blah blah block, I just needed to write something. xD This also seems like a little passage in the book I feel bad about my neck by Nora somethingsomething.
If you managed to complete reading this nonsensical post, you deserve a rabbit sweet. But sadly, I have none to give you. (: Hahaha xD xD
AND I HAVE WRITER'S BLOCK.
I dare say I have writer's block because, in a point, I do refer to myself as a writer. Well, I did try to write a little story. :l It's somewhere in My documents right now. If a soft disc could gather dust, then my litttle story would be giant dust bunny right now. :l I take back what I said about referring to myself as a writer.
I hate how my hair is always so puffy when I wake up in the mornings. Most mornings. Mornings like today. Hell, I shouldn't even be awake yet. But I am. Because I have to write a stupid zuo wen which I can't write because I have I-am-not-referring-to-myself-as-a-writer-when-I-say-I-have-writer's-block block.
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There's no breakfast today because PoPo thought that mummy was bringing us out. And I didn't even realize she wasn't home until I rushed to off the computer when the lift bell rang. So I had to endure the long process of turning on the computer again. When I say this, I do have a point of saying that my computer takes very long to turn on. Getting back to the main point in which I am writing this post, there's no breakfast. Not that I enjoy eating breakfast, in fact I hate eating breakfast. And I don't care if breakfast is the most important meal of the day because somehow, I can live everyday of my life with no breakfast. Usually, my mummy will force me to stuff the un-important food into my mouth. But then again, today is not a usual morning since I am here and not in Raffles Town Club or if not on my way there.
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This is already a very long post if you compare it to the others (If you bother to). Also one of the most confusing posts I have ever written (not saying I am a writer just because I wrote something). If you are a genius at literature or somehow posses the gift of understanding this confusing post, you would probably know what the main point of this post is which is what I am trying to say. For those who are not literature geniuses nor posses the gift of understanding this post, God Bless You. No, I'm kidding. All you have to do is understand what I say when I say I take back what I said about me taking back what I said about referring to myself as a writer. Because I do.
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HAHAHA. What a joke this is. Amazing what I can say about these six words : I think I am a writer. If you didn't understand the post, those words are all you have to understand. Hahaha. Sorry. I'm just bored(: Since I have the i-am-not-referringblah blah blah block, I just needed to write something. xD This also seems like a little passage in the book I feel bad about my neck by Nora somethingsomething.
If you managed to complete reading this nonsensical post, you deserve a rabbit sweet. But sadly, I have none to give you. (: Hahaha xD xD
