I've been blogging over at Tumblr all these while and I had enough of resizing my pictures and compelling to the rules of not exceeding the 500px width there. So I decided to come back home to 135bpm. Ohai everyone!

I've blogged five posts according to the dates and changed the background because imma beast. (No relation to werewolves or 109 year old vampires who hits on some high school girl) And!! After having so much trouble embedding some ~magical, invisible~ codes into the template, this is my final prototype.

As for today... I collected my textbooks and went for band practice.
OMFGWTFKNNCCBHOLYSHIT!!!!!!! That was interesting.

Okay. Smelyalata alligators!

You're my Honeybunch, sugar plum. Pumpy-umpy-umpkin. You're my sweetie pie. You're my cuppycake, gumdrop, snoogums-boogums. You're the apple of my eye.
And I love you so, and I want you to know, that I'll always be right here.
And I love to sing sweet songs to you. Because. You. Are. So. Dear!







Act cute bo cute, Howie.







Impromptu baking session and sleepover at Yunqian's house!
Fook yeah.

Band camp was immense. Fuck yeah Team Puma. The band majors decided to end off the camp with a ~big splash~ by pouring the pails of water from the third storey gushing down to the parade square when we were falling in. Nifty trick faggots. Water fights initiated everywhere after that. So much for the cake fight during the 2nd day of camp.

The best part about camp was meeting Ms Akari, the percussion tutor we've been hearing horrible stories about from Mr Lim. And the fact that the camp wasn't entirely a camp. We don't get to sleep over at school because of the construction and some foreign unmoral paedophiles.

Oh yeah. I sat infront of some old hag in the bus while I was on the way to school during one of the mornings. And she persistently wrenches her head just to glare at me coz I was happily humming along to a couple of ISS's songs generated from my MP3 and my sound eliminating computer cheapskate earphones. Instant radiohead. Blame my high quality green earpiece of cunting out on me a long while ago. She got so mad in the end. But it makes me hip either way. At least I don't go come boarding the bus blasting Justin Bieber songs on loudspeaker.

Ditched my band mates for the camp preparations and had a naise conversation with Yunqian, Vivian and Thadar over at MSN for the whole afternoon instead. I miss Vivian. She made a blogshop recently. Go check it out @ vainaccessoriez.

Band camp for three days tomorrow! So stoked!!!!!!!!!

My name is Howie Fucking Ketchum.
And I am the hippiest old lady alive. Yeah. Old lady.

Amirul went up to me very casually during band today and just because I wasn’t working anymore, he fucking boasted how he earned 100 bucks working at MCD. Very bluntly. He has to be the worst. Worst! Guy I’ve ever met in my entire life. Don’t act glorious with only 100 bucks you cheap, conceited asshole. Your face looks like pizza with the cheese ripped off.

For the past few days, I've been going for band practice.
Yesterday, I caught New Moon with my ~bWeStIiE~ Yunqian the faggot. Fuck yeah Team STFU.
And today, I ditched band practice coz I have bloodshot, swollen eyes. I feel fucking glorious because I have sharingan. LOL.

Happy birthday Vivian!
I don't know what's up with multiplicating (four times somemore) our old, first ever neoprint taken together when we were primary four. But we look smoking hot!!
We got a surprise for you when you come back from Ipoh!!!!!!!!