Narcissist Bastard
I'm 17, living in a holed up box under the sewers of KL. This trashed up laptop I found is my only connection to the world outside.
That didn't really work, did it?

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John Morgenstern

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Thursday, 18 December 2008


You know the squeaky hamster?
Ahh I'm like some kid addicted to some random sentence now.
You know the squeaky hamster?
You know the squeaky hamster?
You know the squeaky hamster?
You know the squeaky hamster?

I'm BACK! To those who did not miss me. And to those who DID, no happy welcomings to you.
Because gu jie hasn't invited us to her Christmas party): I smell a rat(hamster :D)

Okay so the past few COLD days, I showered ( bathed more like it) in COLD water, helped grandma slosh out the COLD ice water from the freezer, slept on a sofa in the COLD living room with a fan blasting COLD air full blast at me without a blanket, brrr...COLD... that's about all that's COLD. You know how you look at a certain word, it starts getting alien to you?

What else? No TV, no internet, no fridge (sub- no chocolate, no ice cream), no hot water, no bed, no breakfast, no lunch and no friends.

And this rotten splitting headache! Feels like I'm having a hangover. But I haven't drank any liquor for a long time! and those times were just COOKING WINE SOUP!
Like, not even 1%. Bro said I needed to drink like 50 bowls before i feel anything, heehee :D
I'm rambling.
The end.
Did i mention the cold bath was pretty nice?