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IRENE CHEEN,




I'm eighteen, I wouldn't claim myself to be 'short' at 5"2.5 but I do wish to be taller sometimes. My greatest fear of life is being alone for too long & being around tight spaces(Claustrophobic). I am a crossed legged that loves cuddles, piggybacks, tea, foul words, animals, acid wash colours, music, ADTR, poetry, alone, horror, long walks, conversations, smell of rain, old books, random midnight roadtrips, James Frey, wolves, piercings, and FOOD.







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Monday, May 17, 2010
I hate Mondays,

I hate Mondays, though I skipped school and stayed home today. Still, I hate it just somehow, It turns me moody blue, its true when they say Monday's Blue. Was suppose to meet up with Balqis today but slacked it off so end up watching some Malaysian Chinese show on TV. I only came to notice it was from Malaysia when the girl entered a red and white Proton Saga cab.

"I need a cigarette like right now, really".

They say they smoke to release stress, do it the faster way and its free, jump down from a building or slit your wrist might look better. I am only so piss of at this matter right now as yesterday I was walking out from a Restaurant in TTDI, I am not sure if this guy was blind or what, he instantly just swung his hand while holding his lighted up cigarette and it landed right on my right hand. And instead of saying "I'm sorry"- he actually went screaming "Oh fuck my life, I want to die now". I mean, WHO THE FUCK IS STOPPING YOU? At least say sorry before you do, uh. So right now, I have cigarette marks on both sides of my hand. How pretty but I wasn't asking for a free tattoo.

I can tell you I am going to screw up my mid-term really bad. I've been slacking off so much, going out like nobody's business, I forgot how do I sit and study like I use to in my room. Someone has to refresh that into my head because I am living on the edge right now and will just fall off if I don't do good. This is what I am going to do(which pretty much is going to fail, I can tell you) - I am self prisoning myself at home other than attending for tuition classes and school. That goes out to skipping volleyball as well and daily routine with my friends. I'll tell you the results of this process in two weeks time, wait for it.

My weekend was suppose to include alot of revision, maths books and history notes. But then, I end up doing this. On Saturday, went to The Empire Shopping Gallery with mother to get my

RM56 worth of fattening source.

and to get a new TV for I don't know what occasion because we recently just gotten a new TV last year. She says HD is better which I find it just an excuse to get a new TV because it was on sale. Rather on spending on my Dream Shoe, mother spent RM360 worth of her Estee Lauder products which just make my face frown alot. She gave me this card for a free make over on my birthday next year anyway, I dont need it.

Went Pyramid later on for dinner at Fullhouse. Walked around and went for pool with Jesper before heading home. Spent the rest of the night on the phone with Brandon talking about anime, mangas and bloggers. I laughed pretty much during that duration.


Next morning, went TTDI for brunch where all the cigeratte incident happened with Jesper. Hung about his place until 3PM-ish and got home. Went out to Mentari and Pyramid for dinner. Look at my shecdule that doesnt include any studying in it, I tried hard okay, I did. But I end up falling asleep on my desk.

I am going to try studying now. This year's mid term is being palyed a little different, A few papers are set by the Goverment and form5's(not sure about the rest of the forms) will be sitting for the same paper, at the same time and day. This is supremely scary.



It is really sad I always get Michelle's name mixed up with Michael's. We ended up going on for more than about an hour of disgusting talk.