There are more elegant ways to show your anger. That can also be very colourful.

Hie... Cute Adidas guy... sorry to be toying with your line of sight from the very moment I stepped into the store and turned left...


Maybe I should see if he's there tomorrow night... I know it's mean of me though...


Don't worry... I only do the REAAALLLYY venomous toying for the lechers on the streets who think I'm so easy to get laid. To the rest, I either just flirt and leave you with the wind, or I make sure you're scared stiff of me.


I'm happy~~ completed stats... now I have to make sure I do a bit of qf everyday... horrendous list...


I needeth to doeth my CT essay too... It's not that hard... that's the danger... I'm getting complacent about it...


I've invented a new way to swear!! And the other person won't know what hit.


So whenever you get really angry with somebody, you say, "Do you know what you are? A hole. You're a hole."


Those who are into literature, should be able to see how that's swearing. Puts a whole new perspective on the song, "There's a hole~ in the bucket...", which is ironic coz the next verse goes, "Then fix it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry..."


... I never told you that I got played the same way I played people, right? No, I'm not talking about my match.


Anyway, 'twas about a week ago, as I was on the train to... I forgot where. Anyway, this guy was sitting in front of me, and we happened to look at each other at the same time, after which I saw this slight, sly smile that appeared just as he lowered his gaze (whoever you are, I saw that, okay? I SAW THAT!). So throughout the train ride, he kept catching my gaze instead of me catching his, and even when I tried to think and look at something else, I could sometimes feel his eyes on me all of a sudden, then instinctively turn my eyes on him. We shared a slight lingering gaze as I stepped out of the train later.


I bet he enjoyed it. Hurrumph. Beaten at my own game again. Maybe my match isn't a strong contender. Maybe I'm just losing my touch. Or maybe there's a widespread underground addiction to manipulative-flirting that I'm unaware of and should join.


Can anyone tell me what the URL for the Singapore Girls' Home website is? I've something in mind...


Because of my project yesterday, I had to shift my class to today, and took leave from work today. Thus I ended up doing work in the school library afterward.


Does that sound like me? That does not sound like me. What is happening to me? Help!!


I wanna go diving.