I have another domain. Its way more personal than this blog but I'll still leave it open to the public anyway. I'll throw in an invisible counter to check who's been cleverly googling it and snooping around. Hints: Pulling undergarments.

I will never abandon this blog though!

By now, I'm sure all of Hayley William's die hard fans would heard about a picture circulating around like wild fire. With all due and respect, with tits or no tits exposed, no matter what, she is still as amazing as ever. Although now everytime there's a mere mention of the name Hayley, I will think of her boobs. Thank you very much internet and specifically, Mister Shee Shee. Having your screen name named after urine is gay.

Shee shee: Wee, I saw this fucking funny photo of Bob!
Howie: Show me!
Shee shee: Gives me a link, tricking me into thinking that the photo was Bob, which ends up being that circulated Hayley's photo.
Howie: Oh my fucking god! Chee bye!!!!
Shee shee: What the fuck! They are nipples! Now what? You can't differentiate between chee byes and nipples?!

For a moment there, I wonder how you sex-driven maniacs just sit down in front of your computer and watch porn all day long. I just don't get the pleasure considering that I've never ever tried watching porn all my life. And my spidey senses are telling me that I'll be one lonely old virgin 50 years down the row. Oh well. My hormones will evolve one day.

I think I might be getting my drum kit in a month! I can't wait to cover up my room walls with egg trays lookalike sponges. And hang paper cranes all over my room. And plaster certain parts of my walls with photos of me and my best friends. And my besties could jam in my room and we would make a perfect acoustic trio. Sigh. Yunqian is probably chilling out in the hotel at Vietnam by now. Bon voyage Phuong.

I can't wait for the intensive band practices. Just 13 more days to Soundscape!