so spare me the trouble, and read my new blog

http://mifuyuu.blogspot.com/

It doesn’t have much on it atm, but I’ll grow it..

so readdd <3

I’ll try reuploading some things on the new blog lol.

(because we’re asian, i’m talking about verbal fights here ) and sometimes i feel so happy that i have nancy there. Seriously, if there wasn’t, I’d have both parents fully ganging up on me, and after we were done talking we’d just have that awkward silence after, and there’d be a huge gap between the family for a while.

But because I have Nancy, after there’s a fight, she’s always there to break the ice for me. That’s great.

So like… it turns out to be

2 v 2 (teens vs. ‘the parents’) dun dun.

i did that today. it’s weird.

I have

• my english speech tomorrow
• jap homework
• science researching
• DAD videos

All that, and i was simply pacing the corridor/hall in my house wondering what to do first. I think manga’s good for me in this, you know?

I remember an analogy from Fruits basket that Shigure was explaining to Tohru. It went something like

Imagine you’re surrounded by so many dirty blankets stacked high in the sky, and you haveto wash them all, but because they’re all around you, you don’t know where to start. But instead of sitting back and wondering what to do, you would get things done eventually if you just started washing the blankets one by one.

All thanks to shigure i finally understand

So like, books go to the back corner, clothes folded in piles to the right, school books stacked near the edge, a place for my bag, and other random stuff you know? I call this, an organised mess.

But mum still calls it a mess. I don’t think she understands.

I think that’s also something that I need to work on before it becomes a habit.

The education system is very weird. Like they had to choose the most important years of our lives to be the ones where we turned most emotionally available and mentally occupied that we had to rebel against our parents. And you know what? It’s not working.

You know the school system? How you gotta type the first letter of your name and the first 4 or 5 letters of your last name with your number and then your password? I think i’ve gotten so used to it that I’ve actually mentally prepared myself everytime I turn a computer on to type it in, and when i was preparing to write this i actually thought about my log in and password

So sorry about the ever changing subjects in this blog, I’ll be sure to stick to one next time

Chain mail. You’d think that if you got 70 emails, out of that 70 there’d be atleast 1 email that was just to say hi or something? But no. bleh.

You know, i had 70 emails in my inbox just then. The majority were from facebook telling me that i had 50+ people requesting to be my friend (yes, facebook. I haven’t been on in approximately 5 months:)) and then there was the chain mail. Oh gosh the chainmail! D:

about 50 of those 70 emails were chain mail. Actually some of it was quite interesting like that ‘footprints in the sand’ story but the rest was like… a cool story and then; dun dun dun

Actually depending on the story you’ll get pretty different answers.

• If you don’t send this to so and so people(the number varies depending on if the chainmail creator is experienced or not) you’ll have a bad love life for so and so years.
• If you don’t send this to so and so people by something pm bloody mary is going to come up from under your bed and kill you.
• If you don’t send this to so and so people, I’ll just assume you’re not a follower of christ.

And the list just goes on and on. Sometimes it’s pretty rediculous stuff. Sometimes its funny stuff. And then with some there’s the warning before the message: it goes something like this:

This is totally true. Some people thought it was fake and deleted it and one morning they were found dead in their apartment.  Cause of death: unnatural.

Take so and so for example they thought it was just another chain mail and deleted it. The next month they were found rotting in their cupboard, hands bound and face covered in writing with ‘bloody mary’.

Yes, ridiculous. It’s kind of interesting though. Seeing all the threats people come up with. I remember when i was younger, I actually believed that stuff. And I would actually forward it, in hopes that my love life wouldn’t go bad, or msn wouldn’t kill my email, or someone wouldn’t kill me. Now I’m happy to say, I’m not as naive as i once was (praise god) and i am smart enough to simply delete.

Or if i am particularly scared of it saying in the email ‘so and so deleted and died’ ill simply, check the box and click ‘mark as read’ so then i havent technically ‘deleted’ it so i won’t be killed.

So we’re all happy!

The thing is, I hadn’t really thought about how much time i was spending on the internet.

After calculating it, it was something like:

min 3hrs/d x 7 days

= 21 hours! (and to think im not capped yet…)

But seriously, i really think i need to make a new years solution next year and actually put some time aside for quiet time in the morning and homework + studying etc.

Also, I AM SO SICK.

After lifegroup, Tina sent me to Dads. and i was coughing like nuts and my voice made me sound like i was crying when i was really laughing! D:

My voice really is sore.. my nose really is runny… and i’m basically bathed in sweat T_T

pray for me

I call this: God’s punishment! (dundundun)

Just kidding!

Well, my voice is like, cracking hardcore and im like… dying… while watching a drama. LOL

It’s kind of funny though. Telstra changed everyone under their internet to different refresh dates because they were too lazy to send so many bills on one day of the month. So basically they decided to send bills EVERYDAY of the month! Fantastic!

It’s like… they wanted to relive the moment of charging everyone 100 bucks every month, everyday!Woo!

Today for Halloween, I had to pass out candy to the little kids. When I looked to my neighbor’s yard, he just left a bucket full of candy with a sign saying “Please take two” and there was a garbage can right next to it. I saw a little kid laugh and try to take a handful, until my neighbor popped out of the trash can in a mask yelling ” I SAID TAKE TWO!” The kid ran away crying. This happened about 18 more times. MLIA