I think I've lost my potential of blogging. ):

My mother is a big fat liar, because she promised to let me drink the smelly fish soup every week, but the last time I drank was like one month ago(?).

I'm having a problem with farting, because my fart doesn't smells anymore ): Usually my fart will kill my pimply brother, but this time round, he said he smell nothing. Is that good or what?

I'm damn tired. & whenever I'm tired I'll start sprouting nonsense on msn. i think only * knows :D

ZOMG don't tell me I'm moody because I pms again. I think I'll die ):

Ps: I've no idea why certain people can't view my blog, but who cares? If I can read it I'm happy :D
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When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.

(after editing)

When I was a young girl,
My father took me into the market
To see the farting cows.

Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance

Bitched @ 12:24 AM