aw mannnn.... whenever i see the little cute and blur-looking kitty kat on my bloggie page..... i cant help going........ AWWWWWWWWWWWW.......... it's soooo cute i can keep staring at it on and on... the poor little furry thiiiing..... p(>_<)q
Apart from the tele-bug and the mashimaro, this little kitty kat shud best be the physical embodiment of the true spirit of cuteness that resides in my mental construct of the great tele-tabe! muahahahahaaha ... if u dun understand, dun bother :p
And for any of the guys who're so brimming with maleness in ego and pride and who can't stomach this, may u dissolve into cute little puddles of kitty poo as u feel the raw pervasive power of cuteness!! May it touch ur minds and ur hearts and help u realise that putting up what u perceive, or conform to, but in actuality nothing but mere social constructs wrought of man himself (and therefore non-natural), as male machoism or the "right" way to behave all the time confines u within a narrow frame of mind deprived of the infinite beautiful wonders that life has to offer.
So, once again, may i sincerely wish each and everyone of u disapproving scums all the best in cute quality kitty poo! x(^-^)v
eh akane, dun mind hor ... i'll extract this from ur bloggie (^-^) .... i likes!!
Once, there were this 2 patients in this hospital room. The 2 beds were side by side.... So 1 of them occupied the window bed. Everyday, this patient by the window had to sit upright for 1 hour so as to clear off some liquid from the lungs or something.... while the other one suffered heavy injuries and could only lay on his bed. So the patient that can't look out of the window was bored and asked the patient by the window to describe to him the scenery outside the window.... So everyday for an hour, the patient by the window would talk about many wonderful things, like kids playing happily in the garden, at the playground, and how beautiful the flowers and butterflies are under the warmth sunshine etc.... And the patient who wasn't by the window enjoyed himself by listening to the describtion of the patient by the window. Although he couldn't see all those things, he could imagine them. And 1 day, the patient by the window died.... The other patient then asked to be transferred over to the bed by the window. He pushed himself up to have a look out the window and he got a shocked. There wasn't any playground, garden nor flowers and butterflies, just a wall of the nearby building. Later, he got to know that the patient who had described to him all the beautiful things was blind.
Sial! i can't bloody sign in here - the blogger website merely kept prompting me to sign in and sign in and sign and sign in BUT IT DOESN'T F'KIN SIGN ME IN!!! ARRGGGHHH!!! STUPID BLOG!!!
*Thank you u pinku for signing in for me and pasting the URL* ^^
Otherwise, may i wish a sincere "Fuck You" to www.blogger.com :)
(Can u see me? Oh u can? But do i give a damn? Aiyoh.... no wor... _|_)
So... great... last nite pia finish my manga-anime essay and only had 2 hour or so to sleep... --"
And my sis dyed my hair red for me cos she didn't wanna waste half the bottle of dye that was left and i didn't bother much - and it happened while i was still pia-ing my essay BWAHAAHAHAAa - oki... so now my hair is slightly tinged red - not too obvious but definitely better than last last year's $60+ failed attempt to make it blue without bleaching ('-') horhorhor
