<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID\x3d8907146972308164076\x26blogName\x3dPRECISELY+UNPRECISED:+My+Life\x27s+Perpl...\x26publishMode\x3dPUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT\x26navbarType\x3dBLACK\x26layoutType\x3dCLASSIC\x26searchRoot\x3dhttps://ironicallyexquizythe.blogspot.com/search\x26blogLocale\x3den\x26v\x3d2\x26homepageUrl\x3dhttp://ironicallyexquizythe.blogspot.com/\x26vt\x3d-4619597372705201609', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script> <iframe src="http://www.blogger.com/navbar.g? targetBlogID=3054107564476057249&blogName=URL.BLOGSPOT.COM&publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&navbarType=BLACK&layoutType=CLASSI C&homepageUrl=http%3A%2F%2Furl.blogspot.com%2F&searchRoot=http%3A%2F%2Furl.blogspot.com%2Fsearch" height="30px" width="100%" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" id="navbar-iframe" frameborder="0"></iframe> <div id="space-for-ie"></div>
IRONICALLYEXQUIZYTHE.blogspot.com
CIAO! ;]




I.AM.SHWIT!


Life is a matter of multicolored bewilderments. You can’t vividly anticipate its upcoming spectacles and occurrences. Consequently, you have no choice but to embrace life’s range of exquisite, perhaps obnoxious outcomes. Thus, making you dwell into the vast empire of perplexity.


.♥YHAN=FATAL♥.
[[L.O.G.O.P.H.I.L.I.C]]
sluggish.bookworm.nymphette
Pre-Mature.Teenager
.sooh.catatonic.
HUSH! HUSH!
[♥[IRONICALLYEXQUIZYTHE]♥]


♥CHIT.CHAT♥



NEWBIE
Saturday, February 21, 2009

I AM A MULTIPLY NEWBIE! ;]

Actually, I had an older account however I can't log in since I failed to recall the user ID. Password? Well, mine's a universal one so it will be carved in my hypothalamus eternally.

This will be a very short post for I am bombarded by 3 long exams, a major speech and House Council jobs. I'll end up here. ^-^

CIAO! ;)

writtern @5:32 PM

BEREAVING
Saturday, February 14, 2009

Hearts. Hearts. Hearts.

Oh well, Valentines is circulating in the Earth's stratum this day and basically I "LOATHE" it. Yes I know you'll be asking why in the flames I despise it.

Foremost, the idea of Valentines Day is uhmm... call it crazy!

Look, couples make this day extra-special. Why not make it more exceptional in just an ordinary day? I guess it would have a better impact if things go unpredictable. Right?

Plus, it's an eyesore seeing lots and lots of lovers making petty things. Waah. Regarding that,well, we will go to the town's park and try to count how many couples are there. haha. Bad. Uhm, wrong term. I prefer the word MEAN.

ANYWAY, Valentines is just an ordinary day for me. For 17 years of existence, the occasion's being monotonous. Too predictable.

Okey let's switch to another topic.

I am now recuperating from STRESS. (include depression here)

As a HOUSE COUNCIL officer in my beloved dormitory, well I'm carrying a heavy boulder in my head compared to an ordinary dormer. Thank God, I've made it. Plus my patience was being lengthened.

We had a 4-day set of activities. Take note of the number FOUR. Indeed, it was too nerve-wracking. Things are getting so demanding as the next days went by. I got LESSER number of hours on sleep. My zits are getting larger and voluminous. Wah. Plus round circles and eye bags are now apparent. In short, I look HAGGARD.

Plus, I was disappointed by yesterday's affair. Nah, the prom wasn't that satisfying compared to other dorm activities. Last minute preparations. But yeah, I was still glad since my crush was strutting himself on the dance floor. Dance addict? Wah I dunno, ask him. Perhaps! I just said to myself, "Sh*t, why is he like that? Ka-cute gid sa iya ah!" Harhar. Smiling mode!

Then, I was expecting something to happen at the same night. And as the usual, I was thwarted by my stupid anticipation. Oh duh, stop. I dont want to refresh last night's occurrence.

Damn, I also realized that I'm not good at spelling words anymore. poor me. Thanks to the auto correction. I misspelled 3 words in this post. (I misspelled the word "misspelled".. haha. I thought it's "mispelled". Blah.

Oohh. Ciao for now.

I ABSOLUTELY DON'T NEED VALENTINES DAY! PROMISE! ;]

writtern @12:56 AM