Oh em gee, 2 songs hit 100 playcounts on my iTunes! *throws virtual confetti* (so I don’t have to clean up, duh)

I’m not sure, but I think this is the first time. I always put my iTunes on shuffle, and I have a lot of songs on my iTunes library, anddddd my laptop has been changed and reformatted for a few times. So I rarely get to 100 playcount for a song. Or sometimes, I get bored of the song before it could reach 100th playcount, and this happens more often that I’d like it to.

Teenage Dream got to 100 playcounts because.. oh it’s kind of a funny story. I was reading this book with ghosts in it, and well, let’s say I get scared easily (the book is probably not scary for you, sigh.). So I put Teenage Dream on repeat to uhm, maybe make it less scary, or to distract me, or something.

No story for Phantomrider by Tokio Hotel. *blog post ends abruptly* :D

So, there was a question in my SPM English paper, asking us to list two different things that you can do to show kindness to others, and cannot copy from the article above *sad*

Guess what I wrote. If I told you or you heard/read it doesn’t count okay. The prize for getting the correct answer is, FREE VIRTUAL HUG FROM ME, and imaginary kiss from your favourite celebrity(ies)!

GUESS GUESS FASTER GUESS!

Okay, since I am very nice I will just tell you what I wrote, and you’ll get your big fat imaginary kiss from your favourite celebrity. Win-win!

Wait for it…

PICK UP BANANA SKIN ON THE FLOOR.

Dear the-absolutely-lovely-person-marking-my-English-paper,
I hope you will laugh at it then give me extra marks for my weird-humour/weirdness/creativeness/practicalness. *hopeful*
With love, and banana skins picked up from the floor,
Me.

And if he/she slaps a cross on it, I’ll be placing banana skins on where he’ll be walking! He’ll DEFINITELY end up in hospital, muahaha! Such a genius revenge, right? And people will be laughing at him, BONUS!

I can’t even remember what I wrote for the other act of kindness because I am so amused with myself HAHAHA. It must be some boring (but very kind, of course!) thing, I guess. There you go, now you can claim your imaginary kiss from Jessica Alba/Megan Fox/Justin Bieber/Edward Cullen and etc.

You are welcome.

Dear Diary,

Yes, I’ve been MIA lately. Not really, just MIA on this blog. I was doing something, and lost in my own perfect world, but suddenly I miss my diary, so I decided to drop by for a while.

I just had a great, inspiring, epic, awesome, heartwarming talk with my diary. I’m so glad we had this talk. Here’s how it went.

Me (Fiona): Hellooooo, diary! :D

Diary: *silence*

Me: Hello?

Diary: *glares*

Me: Stop glaring at me, diary, *shifts uneasily*

Diary: *continues glaring*

Me: I know, sorry. :( But you have to understand, I’ve been ve..

Diary: Shut up, I don’t want to hear your excuses. *walks away*

Me: *mumbles* rude..

Diary: *turns back* WHAT? WHAT DID YOU SAY?!

Me: Oh, nothing! I didn’t say anything. *acts innocent*

Diary: I heard something!

Me: Maybe you need to see ear specialist… Oh wait! You don’t have ears! *laughs at my own lame joke*

Diary: *pulls out a gun*

Me: What the, where did you get a gun?! *backs away*

Diary: *rolls eyes* You, of course. You once doodled this gun on me.

Me: I did? I know how to doodle a gun?! Are you serious?

Diary: *rolls eyes again*

Me: Well then, I’m sure I didn’t draw bullets.

Diary: *waves the shiny bullets*

Me: WHAT?! I DID?! *in awe* wow, I am awesome.

Diary: *annoyed*

Me: Wait, be right back.

5 minutes later…

Diary: You went away to get an eraser?! *smiles wickedly* I don’t see how that eraser would save you. Maybe you love your eraser so much you want to die with it?

Me: *starts erasing something*

Diary: *eyes wide open* wh.. what is this?

Me: You said I doodled the gun, so I’m erasing the gun. *grins*

Diary: I hate you. *screams in anger and frustration*

Me: Love you too! *grins again*

Great conversation, yes/yes? :D

Hey, I haven’t been here for 2 months (I think). I have a few posts drafted, but.. oh well.. and I didn’t even come back for my birthday :D So…

Happy belated birthday to me and my darling twin! (lol wtheck) and thank youuuuuuuuuuu my darling friends! ? Super touched ?

Anyway, I think I’ll be back uhm.. after SPM maybe? Or January.

Lots of love,

Fucking fever and flu and sinuses. I am currently sick and I just came back from the doctor. Well, of course, he gave me some antibiotics.

Now, I tend to stop taking my medicine whenever I start feeling better and feels that I could continue living without my medicines, because I have this thought that if I take so much pills, I might rely on them so much I would weaken my immune system. But apparently, antibiotics are special. You MUST finish your antibiotics once you’ve started them. Note the capital letters in the word “must”.

Apparently if you don’t finish your antibiotics, your immune system would be worse, or something like that. Actually I can’t remember at all, I sort of wrote that based on what I think I’ve heard haha! But I know it’s bad to not finish your antibiotics! Positive.

So, I was wondering, what if your doctor is an ass and the nurses are lazy bitches and they give you a little too much or too little antibiotics? How do they know how much antibiotics you’ll need?

Okay I don’t study in pharmacy or medicine, so obviously that’s why I’m wondering. I’m already weak as it is, I don’t want some screwed-up doctors and nurses to make my health worse.

Dear Diary,

When I was a little girl, I used to sing a song to make the rain go away. And guess what, it worked!

It worked more than once, so I believed that this certain song had some magic or something. I forgot what song was it though, something related to rain, or making to rain stop, or rainbow, or sun. I can’t even remember the language!

Did you do that too when you were little? Tell me I’m not alone T_T