am i?

Went to class at 10am today. It was supposed to be a "two chaptered" lecture today. Which holds a lot of logic on why I actually dragged my ass there in the first place. Arrived 30 minutes later and turned out that the lecturer had just arrived as well. Oh well, blessing no.1 so just stay awake and attentive in class then. It's not everyday that you arrive half an hour late and the authoritive figure just stepped in as well. blablabla..

Anyways, before the mid of the class and I was already starting to get restless. "I've googled this topic anyway, so what exactly am i doing here? oh wait... parents' paid for me to be seen in class. okay.. listen karen listen!" Another 5minutes and I seriously felt like I was going to lose it already when kg walked in. There is a God! I seriously can't imagine how I could've survived this morning's class without him beside me! So after a while, Azmir asked if we needed a break, and some girl in front started shaking her head like she was in trance or something (wtf?!!! this woman must have never heard of the day liquor was invented!) so yeah i screamed YES!!! at the top of my lungs, okay maybe not screamed but more of a mental-screaming kind of situation. And FINALLY we got the break and i was talking abit with kg while leeyi went to get some breakfast. OH GOD!!!! i tell you! it's not funny when i say that this is what i need on days like these. it doesn's have to be serious intellectual shit. just talking with someone whom you know (or i would like to believe) is on the same line as you. wait. a cig break. before i pass out on the keyboard. brb.

okay im back. i just realized that im not using the proper punctuations. but wth. okay so here goes. we were talking bout some stuff and i was thinking to myself "i wanna return to this life! i want it so badly! why am i thinking bout what would others think about me? why am i doing this? why am i having this contemplative thoughts? why am i being paranoid within my head? why? why? why?"

i know that people are reading my blog. and i know that these people are those who knew me since the day i was a fat head prefect. yes! i was (actually still am, only with longer locks) fat and a head prefect. i seriously have no idea what am i rambling about or whatever and since its my blog then i shouldnt take a heed of their thoughts right? okay perhaps only when im tipsy. ah~ the beauty of getting wasted with no one at home. the wonderfullness of being alone for the whole effing weekend! btw, i first spelled weekend as weekind, then weekand before i got the thing correct and had the pleasure of informing the readers (if i might say that) with the moving of my right hand on the mouse and click on the italic button. see im telling you that now!

blablabla.. so yea, i talked to him and effa and got some personal mindfucks of whether to go or not to go (i sound like shakespeare now) and then went home in an effing cab which cost me rm15! ah~ the price of clearing of some mindfucks.

and then got home and typed a bit and then read a bit and then napped a bit. and here i am now with creep blaring on the speakers. and passing out once in a while on the type board. type board? okay maybe i'll call it type board now. if youre reading till here you might not want to continue since its gonna consist of mindless rambles.

hahaha.. i just had a thought. my homies are reading this! not exactly friends and not exactly acquantices (did i get that right?) but BAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! homies and acquantices! hahahaha.. i crack myself up at times!

i just heard the door slam. maybe someone is home. i have no idea what to write already and yet im still typing since it makes me feel so intellectual by the moment. hahahhahaa... am i funny? yes tell me i am when you see me in uni. wtf?

i signed it with the thought of writing something about how mindfucked uni has been but then i decided to gulp down some liquid before that and look what am i now? i dont think im gonna leave this in the "unposted" archive since ive already have tonnes of that in the waiting-to-be-edited-hence-unposted section so yea im just gonna post this up to remind me of the sweet taste of cold hard liquor. am i going to hell? maybe. im too tipsyfied (?) to bother. so if you wanna stay by my side then heres what you have to deal with when im mindfucked to bits. if not then kindly leave me stranded by the pool, seconds before i drown myself and then wake up a couple of hours later and find myself dead already. i need to go for another cig and then voluntarily pass out on my retro-sheeted bed. night and toodles people.

lots of love,
karen the ukelele playing bandit wtf?!!!

tata.