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Tuesday, March 8
why do we feel so alone, even with company?
Hi~
Part 2/4.

best feeling~*
It was raining outside and I was at home.
I made myself hot chocolate and hid under my covers and read my book.
Music was playing in the background!!

One of the best feelings in the world ^.^
 
I love it!

Other best feelings in the world 
excluding the obvious like orgasms and eating chocolate:
1. Chilling at a cafe after completing a large pile of homework
2. Being at a high place and blowing bubbles
3. Watching bubbles bounce on water
4. Having a cat meow back at you
5. Walking under an umbrella and blasting music in the rain
6. Completing a really nice picture
7. Discovering a great band that makes eargasmic music
8.  Good hair days

I will update this when I think of more, I remembered I had lots.

You should tell me yours, too..
Mm.

mornings
You guys may not have noticed but
Morning = my antisocial time.
Coz I am still sleepy and stuff.

Generally when I have my earphones plugged in, I am pretty much shutting out the world..
Meaning I don't want to talk with anyone, I just want to be with my music.

When that happens, please don't think I hate you and ignore me. Seriously, just say 'hi', if you can, tell me something interesting. Sometimes it helps me come back down to earth.

When I snap out of that moment, I will recognize and appreciate your patience. Really. I can't avoid these moments when I feel really off, when I feel the need to drift away. So if you understand, I will be very grateful.

It's not just those moments when you need to exercise patience with me. Sometimes I just feel so tired of everything in life and I start to not care about anything at all ... I turn into this empty shell, an insensitive prick. Sadly, this tiredness comes at random times and it is also unavoidable. So if you can understand that I am just going through a temporary phase ... all will be good. I guess.

I hope this helps you understand me better.
I will try to find ways to make things less difficult for you..
even if it means killing myself
~*for you i'll bleed myself dry*~ - coldplay
ahh i'm kidding
i'll try.

Thank you my friendz, you guys really spoil me. ^_^


toilet
Okay this happened in the toilet...

I walk into toilet cubicle.
I see a fluffy shit floating vertically in the toilet bowl.
I flush, but fluffy shit just sways sideways and continues to float vertically in the toilet bowl.
I walk out.

I walk into the next cubicle.
There is a drop of blood on the seat cover.
I walk out.
And think "This must be a bad day."

Jingzhi enters the toilet.
She says 'Xinni why aren't you going into that?'
I say 'Got shit inside!'

Jingzhi goes to inspect shit cubicle.
The whole toilet hears her exclaim "WHY IS THE SHIT SO UGLY?!!"
We all agree unanimously.

So we just wait and queue in front of the two empty cubicles.
Jingz walks into shit cubicle and attempts to flush out the fluffy, ugly shit.
Same thing happens.

She exclaims "I CAN'T FLUSH THE SHIT!!"
I deduce that the shit is fluffy and ugly because 1264378243 people have tried to flush it.

And I really have no idea why I'm narrating this incident to everybody.
So here is a picture of a cute and fluffy turtle dove to relieve you from all the trauma.

I am fluffy, yez???

vietnam
I have never really thought of this country.
However, Vietnam has been appearing quite a number of times in my life.

1. My class tee looks like a Vietnamese flag. It was supposed to mimic a red packet.

2. I was walking innocently back to the hall when a PE teacher asked if I was Vietnamese.
And I was like, YEAH TOTES!!!
And he was like, ORLY?!
Then I'm like, NO!!!!!
Then another teacher said 'She's local, it's just that her skin is whiter.'
(...okay.)

3. Lastly, my email got hacked by a Vietnamese hacker just last night.

Not only did the hacker send spam emails to all my contacts which include whole organisations and teachers, he deleted the emails that were important to me. Just the important ones. Thank you vietnamese hacker.

This is very upsetting because
a) Being hacked is totes uncool
b) I wasn't even online, and I only discovered this on my iPod in the morning.
c) I WANT MY EMAILS BACK!!!!1!
d) I don't know how to face my contacts - those whom I meet IRL.
e) This is not my fault at all but I feel like I should take the blame for all that spam.

Luckily,
because I'm in a computing class,
sctan helped to give me remedies.
Google, too.
I now need to remember a new series of passwords. Thanks vietnamese hacker.

I'm in the process of recovering from this totally uncool incident.
I'm trying to sound okay but I'm still blargheasdfasdghf and I feel insecure.
Rawr!!!

And some advice if this happens to you
1. Change your password in a secure location.
2. Remotely sign out of all other sessions.
3. Routinely check for any suspicious account activity afterwards. (like a sign in from Vietnam, perhaps)

wutwut

ART


THOU


KIDDING


ME!?!??!?!??!!!!

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