London won 2012... and the French hate it.

Whaddyaknow? UK won 2012. They were overjoyed by the news that they will host it. I don't know why they should act like that.

On the other side of town (in France), the people are mad, furious, and would like to be like The Hulk because of the news. Yes. I also don't know why they should act like that.

It's just a game. Why? If the won't be able to host the Olympics, will their race die?

Forget it. They'll never hear me with all the screaming in the UK.

And I'm hearing the people in Paris murmuring: "Brit Sh*t."

The computer broke down... bummer.

Well, the computer broke down, and I don't know how it happen, or how I did it.

DAMN!

Just really hate this life... four reasons why.

One: School starts (already). That means, I'll have oversized schedules and no free time to update my site.

Two: My host backed-up. Hell them (sorry). Now that they've backed up because of some unknown surge, I'll have hard time (yet again) to restore my personal spaces.

Three: The current b****ery in my country. People have goneto the streets and shouting that they're selling fish -- er... the President should "get out of the house" or we'll slap your a**. Result? Total chaos.

Four: Increasing prices here. Transportation, food, electricity, and more. Another reason why I can't update my site: The bill's getting higher.

Yet in all this high wind going on, I guess I'd better live this life... or else I die... early.

Beginning of the End... and I'm thinking of dying.

I looked at my calendar to find out that there are only two weeks before I die and the end of the world begins...

(wait... why am I saying that?)

So as I was saying, I looked at my calendar to find out that there are only two weeks, not before I die, but the end of my world begins... emotionally.

Eventually, I started to head to my bed, and writhe and cried (...) because good life will end in two weeks. Hell. Like, two weeks isn't enough for me. I still got duty to do before I die. I've still got unfinished work to do. Oh God, PLEASE DON'T LET ME DIE YET!!!

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Erm... Okay. So the bottom line: life sucks... literally.

Nothing to do but pant all day long

If only I had an airconditioning unit, I wouldn't have contracted heat stroke (which haven't happened to me, so far...).

If I were just rich, I would spend my vacations in Europe (which is just my mere dream).


GAH!!! I've been thinking too much and I forgot to post.

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I've been complaining much about this life and the weather from the past weeks, and nothing much has come up... so far.

So I'd just like to say that life s*&$s, especially whaen the weather has gone mad.

My birthday has no gifts

Yup. You heard it. It's a waste. It's not as great as my life when I was twelve. Seems like I have to waste 1,885,000,000 seconds (approx.) of my life waiting for something miraculous to happen.
What crappy life to live.

Well, just greet, if you like.

Summer's hot here...

Man. How many ice creams have I been eating since April?

So hot... Can't stand the heat...

AAARRRGGHHHH!!!!

Yes. Summer's great, but it's too hot. And my aircon's broken.

s***...