I love happy endings, though I actually hated fairytales
because of its cliched endings. But, oh well, we finally
managed to settle this problem peacefully, without us getting
into huge arguments. O levels have ended guys!
And I, LOATHE job-hunting season! I had hoped to get
that job (retail, ok? End of story.) because I am desperate.
Really, desperate for a job. (Yang halal sahaja, ok? haha.)

Matt asked me, "Are you interested to go for Social Escort?"
Gobsmacked, I shook my head vigorously. "Are you
crazy? They normally sell their bodies too!" I exclaimed.
He sneered, "But the pay is just.. WOW. You could get
$500 for one day/night."

I stared, in disbelief, "That much? Just for you know.. Desperate
much?" He nodded and laughed. He even elaborated on a book
his pal read about (on social escorts), "Some are paid to do
unbelievable stuffs. Like.. squat down and shit, to let the guy
eat it. The guy requested it. Some even paid to kill."
I gulped down, and giggled, "Whatthe? Sadist? Hahaha. Oh gosh.
Come, let's talk about stuffs OTHER than social escorts."

I forgot to exclaim.. O LEVELS ARE DONE BABY!
And I, unofficially graduated from school but considered
as, is extremely jubilant about it. (Though the waiting
time for the results are rather stressful!) And my D&T
paper was HARD. I nearly cried, because it happens to be
my most FAVOURITE SUBJECT (after malay), and if I
did not get an A1, I would just cry. Like seriously breakdown.
Because I depend on that subject most. The faculty, I am
deciding on needs this. Please. Please. Please. Please.

I have yet to dye my hair burgundy/purple. Still waiting for
the right time. Oh, dear taggers/bloggers, please be reminded
that this is going to be my LAST ENTRY. Thanks for staying
tuned. I love you all. (:

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I know I can be twisted at times even for a rather BRIGHT seventeen-year-old. I am partyKiller's die-hard fan!

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