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STARRY NIGHT

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Hey
The weirdo is meeting her doom. Anti-weirdos, please start celebrating.
For the whole three days of chinese new year, I spent them msging and stoning and listening to music. WHOLE DAY.
Things to get worried about:
(1) MY HANDPHONE BILL!!! (It's not only gonna burn a hole in my pocket, my pants will burn together with the pocket. Whatever that means)
(2) My ears. The earphones plugged in my ears for so long and music blasting to cover the sound of mahjong and yakking
(3) My depression. For those who know why I'm depressed (my two good friends), thanks for trying to support me. I'm on my road to recovery and soon i'll be back to total madness (i think.)

Okay. Replies to tags:
Jolene -- Crap. I'm so not gay. Who's the gay one talking. Haha. Kidding. Of course I know you're not gay. Be prepared, a blind date is coming up for you...

Grace -- If you ever read this. Haha. Now you know the true side of me. I happen to be under the catergory of 'sadistic weirdo'. You can ask me more about my life during tuition. Haha. Happy to share with you. Don't be afraid of me, I maybe a sadist, but I don't kill friends. (:

End of tag replies.

Now, the exciting part. Story! I know, everyone of you are getting excited.

Living with a fire extinguisher is the title of the story. Hope you adore it.

(Similarity to any real life person or animal or spirit is not intended. Cos there's a very high possibility none of these has happened to you. HAHA)

Lehcar lives in this four room flat.
Lehcar lives on a fire extinguisher. Totally relies on it.
First thing, she uses it as a face wash. Sprays on her face. Then, eureka! Her face is as clean as a white sheet.
Secondly, when she's hungry, just gotta open her mouth and spray the foam inside. Yummy.
Thirdly, she baths in it. She just has to spray some on the ground, strip and enjoy her bath. After that, she'll be the cleanest person on earth.
Next, she just has to spray some over her lower half of the body to be used as a blanket at night.
(I'm trying to think of more.)
Okay... She hugs the fire extinguisher. It can be used as many things. I'll list them down
(1) Dumbbell. For exercise. Loads of exercise is good.
(2) Bolster. Hugs it to sleep everyday
(3) Roller blading. Don't ask me how.
(4) ACTIVITY PARTNER. Please, if you wanna think sick, go ahead.

She cannot live without her fire extinguisher. What she does for a living is teach people how to enjoy eating the foam. HOW??
Okay... Let's see. She stands in front of the person, sprays foam all over herself and then the person will automatically know what to do. (Up to you to think. (: )

Okay, I guess I better continue my story another day when I have more inspiration. Must be reading too many books of a certain author. Those interested in the author can ask me.

So long, people. Be patient and wait for my next post. Weirdos take a very long time. And the fact i'm a sadistic one who enjoys slow torture, wait long long, people.

♥ MEL
11:37 PM