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Thursday, October 09, 2003

emptiness...

now that i have no school... i really don' t know what to blog... really... cos i do practically nothing... sigh~ oh! but here's something...

i was so hungry and decided to snack... i accidentally cracked my egg into half... not that cracking into half is surprising.. but the egg was still in the carton.. so, my immediate action? to pour the whites out into a bowl... the phone rang... and my idiotic brother just pass me the phone and kept singing on the top of his voice... the tv was blasting with music... you must be thinking, "tv? music?" mtv channel la~ anyway... a hand on the egg and the other on the phone... it was uncle chee yiam... talking to me about dad and uncle chee siong... and telling me about how he has been struggling and stuffs like that... telling me how bad my mom and dad's health has been... and advising me on my studies and stuffs like that... he told me that different countries has different styles of education... different government bursaries and different fees... what he meant was... singapore is a 2 way thing... unhappy or die... haha... so, he meant that i have to be sad... sigh! well... i've God! hahaha... but anyway... tears just rolled down my face when he was talking... i just don't know what to say or do... anyway... i have some answers inside throughout the conversation...

sometimes... i just hate my day...

kjkjs
No one would really know your name. You would be
called by what you do. For example, if you burn
your victims to death all the time, you would
be known as The Arsonist, or if you knife them,
you would be known as The Slasher. You would be
the mysterious killer who strikes at sporadic
times, and would be very difficult to catch.
You might dress up and mask yourself when you
perform your horrible killings. Your identity
would really be a mystery. Obviously you would
be wanted all over the place, and authorities
would desperately try to capture you. Even if
you were caught, you would not say much. The
public would greatly fear you because you could
just strike unexpectedly.


What Would Your Serial Killer Name Be? What Would the Public Know You As?
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yikes! i'll not surrender! i am not a killer!


liten shan@ 1:40 AM