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Heyy. I'm a girl called Alison. I am half ice-cream, half-candy and half-human. I have a sweet tooth.
I'll punch the daylights outta you if you give me bitter chocolate uh. I like rainbows but I hate rainy days.
I binge on chocolate ice-cream when I'm sad, i don't get fat though hah.
I'm addicted to Skittles. I think I talk too much but people love me for it! Insert your pretty lil profile here! Make it as long as you like, you can always adjust the height of this box or whatever.
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Today's 25th of April 09: Myriad of topics
Saturday, April 25, 2009 @ 6:27 AM
Things between Parents are going on smoothly lately. They've stopped fighting and they're always being so lovey-dovey every single day. Mom kisses Dad when she gets home. Dad hugs Mom when she's exhausted. You know what, I envy them. Lol. And they go on dates every Saturday or Sunday. They do spring cleaning together. Awwwwwwwww. Just like the old days. Yes, the good, old times. I'm glad things have gone back to square one.
Speaking of which, my handwriting has gone back to square one too. Prolly bcs of the pen I'm temporarily using. Oh well. Handwriting tukar, jangan hati tukar sudah. Betol tak betol tak? Referring to my dear, sweet boyfriend. And oh, it's funny how my topics today seem to be inter-related. As in one topic is related to another. Get me?
Now I'm starting a new topic. I've finally completed Emath TYS Unit 1.1-1.6. Except for Paper 2 of the last unit. After much perseverance, I finally decided to just give it up. Tears were rolling down my cheeks as I was doing Unit 1.5. Seriously, I loathe doing that chapter. It makes me wanna taste my own tears, collect it in my mouth and gulp it all down. Ohk, that sounds pretty disgusting. Mrs OGB is crazy but when I think back, I am actually revising Emaths w/o having to do self-revision. I gotta admit Mrs OGB is doing this for our own good. I owe it all to her. And I'm still left with Amath TYS. Fuck.
Oh I've finally let out everything to Dear. Everything I'm not happy with. About one bitch from our school. About friends. About studies. About the past. About the ex-boyfriends and his ex-girlfriend. Lol it makes me wanna laugh whenever I think about it. And of course, about one incident in which I cried because I couldn't take THEIR comments. Their bitchy, sarcastic, bombastic comments. I love you Baby.
I'm talking too much. I suppose you've stopped reading at the 2nd paragraph. Bye.