Ohh!!! Garena Crashed!
I'm Just Reading Off A MSN Display Name.

Hold On, I'm Going To Do Some Stuff First.
Been Away For Five Minutes.
Don't Think You Can Feel My Five Minutes.
I Should 'Dot' For Five Minutes To Show I Have Done Stuff.
Dot, Dot, Dot, Dot, Dot.
Or Maybe Not.

EATZ TEE SUIDHUSHZ MWEZTBALLZ!!!!@#$%^&*()_+

OK, Totally Random.

Been Watching 'Tobuscus' Videos.
Hilarious.
Click The 'Tobuscus' Above To His Channel.
Or That 'Tobuscus', Or This One.

Going to make this short, or somewhat shorter than my previous post. Here's the weekends events!
Saturday! Rot.
Sunday! Went out with Marcus and Ben for lunch!!! And slacked at YangYew's House.
And that's my weekends!!!
Oh man, that is so... Fun.

So lately I have not started on my revision yet.
OMG!!!!!
I'm not capitalizing at the start of each word!
Amazing.
Back to the think about revision.
I keep thinking that I have a lot of time and I can do it later.
Which currently now I have unless I waste it away.
And that is the major concern.
My tomorrow never comes, and I have to keep telling myself that that tomorrow won't come.
And it has to be today, NOW.
It like saying your ulterior motive on doing that, for example :
I'm going to use reverse psychology to like my post by saying 'I wonder if anyone would like this status?' as my status. Friday at 11:31pm · Comment · Like
Maybe that might work.
Or your just an idiot.
But in my case, its just being an idiot.
And I don't want to be one of it.
Even though I part dodo already.
So I better do it ASAP.
Starting from tomorrow!
Not now because it's late and it harms my health.

Hmm, Cooling Tea.
Capitalized On.

Girls Are Hard To Understand.
Their Flow Of Thoughts Are Everywhere.
Or What It Seems.
Girls Are Smarter Than They Look.
But A Few Can Be Done With That Comparison.
If Not Where Did The Term 'Bimbo-tic Look' Come About.
Sometimes They Do Have A Motive Behind What They Do.
Or Maybe They Don't.
But Guys, Well, Depending On The Type Of Guy, They Sometimes Think There Is A Motive.
Or Some Rather Just 'Heck-Care' About It.
And Usually We Think There Is A Motive, We Just Don't Know What It Is.
So We Try Figuring Out What That Is.
In The End, We Are Wrong, There Was Nothing At All, Or We Guess The Wrong Motive.
And Writing This Is Through Experience.
I Think.
Or Was It In A Dream?
Maybe I Should Write A Handbook On How Girls Think.
Or Someone Should.
But It Is IMPOSSIBLE.
Notice The Caps.
Because Of The Ever Changing Generation.
It Is Not Fixed, And That Flow Of Thoughts Changes.
One Generation Could Like Justin Bieber, The Next Gen Could Hate Him.
Please Let It Be True, Please Let That Be True.
WAIT!
It Already Is Judging By The Fact That Someone Threw A Water Bottle At Him.
Kudos To You.
So Ya, Its Impossible.
Unless...
What Type Of Guy Am I?
Once Was The One That Believes There Is A Motive.
And Still A Guy That Believes There Is A Motive.
But On The Outside, It Seems Like I Don't Know About It Because It Might Affect The Course Of Life As We Knew It, Cause Chaos And Confusion Among The People And Then...
Moving Back To The Course.
So I'll Be Thinking About It, By Keeping Quiet About It.
That Sentence Feels Slightly Ironic Now.
No, Very Ironic.
And Proving Myself Right When I Am Right, Boosting My Self-Esteem.
I Know Sounds Very Douchebag-ish.
Or 'OK, I Was Wrong, That Was Right, So What?'
Another Douchebag-ish Thought.

Its Hidden Everywhere.
You Can Find It If You Decrypt It.
Shhhh....

My Blog Is Too Noisy To Me.
Lets Stop Here.

Impossible Codes