My now rotten mind.

Fuish. FUISH. Such hectic life I'm experiencing now. 

And I thought I've had enough. This time last year, I had zero idea of the type of life I'd face now.

K whatever.

Shut up, Rabi. :/

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Am here to ramble about Waneh. Watch this; a very awesome video recommended by her.

This. Uuumph. Reminded me of something I did very recently. Worst part is that I regretted doing it. -.-

I am not a very public person when it comes to secrets, so whatever I have to say shall be zipped up and sealed. For now.

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So, tuition. Entered chapter 4, and we learned about the sexual organs etc. Mrs. SL was reasonably surprised when we mentioned about hymen. She was all 'that is soooo advanced' and 'what book did you read' and stuff.

Y'know, I used to be all innocent about these matters. My friend had 'The Talk' since she was, 5? I had it when I was 14, when she told me about it. I didn't even know what condoms were back then. How.... pure my mind was. o-o But I now know things like insemination and ejaculation and others that won't really be appropriate for an RG13 blog. Thanks to reading.

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Adults nowadays think us teens are obsolete of such things. I mean, c'mon guise. There are sources everywhere. And I mean every. frigging. where. Please open your  minds up a bit.

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Heh. I surprised myself by saying so.

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Updates.

Hiyya. Long time no blog.

Let's start with school life. Homework is mounting up as usual, as well as my task of being the school prefect. I now hold the responsbility of catching those who come late, obviously having to stand by the school gate every morning. Nontheless, I very much enjoy the pleasure of witnessing late comers' frowns so early in the morning. Lawl, I sound so mean.

I've enrolled myself in taekwondo, and the school gamelan team. Tiring, yes. But I like it.

Tuition's fine, subtract one major minor problem I've just had last Sunday. *shudders

But that's okay, too. I kind of talked and rambled to Waneh for 2 hours via phone about it. She, however, did not help much. S'okay. We'll cross the bridge when we reach it, aye?

Quite unbelievably, my good mates from these past years have been somewhat jealous of me and my so-called newfound best friend. o-o. Whattodo whattodo. I have been trying to assure them about my fairness and everything, but hell. Who cares? No one.
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Oh, God. So many problems, so many headaches.

I shall now wrap myself in my comfortable toto and let my head burst to pieces.

Bye.

xx.