I better start blogging first before I lost myself in the piles and piles and piles and piles and piles of paperwork later. Stupid AMS changed its date and now I gotta reprint everything ALL OVER AGAIN. The thought of it just frustrates me to the core. Not a suggestive way to start a Monday ok.

And I got 2 more assignments to complete before end of April, and start mugging for my exams in May. Oh, never-ending crap. Stupid re-printing just has to come at such a 'convenient' time. I can actually utilise that precious time to do my assignments. Shinbal sekkalah.

Rite, I better just start blogging now before I get all pissed off. Anyway, last Friday we touched on Schizophrenia. While we were at it, I think all of us had this silent unanimous agreement that that psychotic woman is - guaranteed and 100% confirmed - a Schizo.

You see, Schizos think that there's this conspiracy going on and that everybody is out to get them. And for some reason, have this idea that some "God-like" presence has given them a mission to complete. Also, everything to them is in codes and riddles.

Those who watch Ron Howard's Beautiful Mind will have a rough idea. They have difficulty differentiating what's real and what's not, because of the voices and hallucinations. Sad, isn't it?

Well, moving on... I just realise that I'm not feeling the blues lately because I've been so caught up with this guy and his friends. I know I am unsure of my feelings for him sometimes... but how not to when his other friends are around, all 13 of them?!?! I used to have a hard time making up my mind.

But now, I realised he will always be The One for me, for he has that one thing the others don't. That dimple... and plus, he's a horrible driver so that way, I'm a better driver than him and that makes me happy. Still, I know it will never happen because it is - as it has always been - a one-sided thing. But I'm too infatuated with him...

Anyway, he won't know I'm blogging about him cos his English really makes my heart breaks. And I know I've never mentioned this to ANY OF MY FRIENDS, only my family members are aware of it. I don't think any of you have seen him before so this is the bugger, who makes me love and hate him for all the right reasons...
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Ok fine fine, slap me.

But it seemed real, didn't it? -_-'

P/s: Have I ever mentioned that in every disorder I studied, I find myself in each and everyone of them? It seems like I have a lil bit of those disorders in me. Now, what do you call that?

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