I am blogging right now because I have free time and I want to.
It's been a long time since this has happened.
Brace yourself.
Blopic (Blog Topic) #1
It sucks to be under 18.
I want to drive.
I want to go clubbing (if I'm overseas).
I want to do online shopping.
Most of all, I want to be 18.
Not that I'm complaining about being 17. Seventeen is a cool age if you think about it. I can't think of any reasons why right now...
Blopic #2
Half of the school holidays is over. I'm still not done with any of my homework.
Here's my holiday work check list:
- Two Sociology essays
- One History essay plan
- One History table to complete
- Three King Lear essays
- Two EAS essay
- BCAS website to set up
- M1 website to set up
- Five tests to study for
If I knew how to put the tiny check icon, I would, but none of them would be checked off. So no point.
Blopic #3
Old habits die hard.
This scene actually looks familiar, doesn't it? Me, with homework due, but still not finishing or starting them, then I start blogging about how I'm not doing my work. Maybe I should go on hiatus until all my work is done (again).
Blopic #4
Why do people make words up? Are they insecure? That's why they join two words up into one or make a completely new word and then use them to patronise the people who don't use them. You're not cool if you don't say 'radical'.
- Perahai
- Selimbau
- Smartity
- Intelligebility
- Blopic
Blopic #5
I'm running out of blopics and I don't want to start on my homework yet.
Blopic #6
I don't think I'll be able to see my niece in Brunei anytime soon. Anytime soon meaning until she reaches 17 years old. That's when Emma can drive and she's bound to end up all curious about her Bruneian relatives and then take on a roadtrip with her friends like Britney Spears in Crossroads. Even if its for two hours only.
She was suppose to be here during Chinese New Year, but no, the babysitter was sick.
She was suppose to be here last Sunday, but no, the new healthy babysitter couldn't get her passport done in time.
She is suppose to be here this Sunday, but let's not get our hopes up.
Something always comes up, like the cars have a flat, all 100 of them, or it's raining, or the luggage handle broke, or her hair's not right (her being the mother).
My parent's aren't expecting them to come down, even though they say they are, so they already have a plan B ready. My parents will go down to Miri instead.
Oh surprise, I won't be going.
Now do you still wonder why I want to be 18?
