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Sunday, June 17, 2007



So here I am, in in front of the computer feeling the need to blog. What about exactly, I ain't sure. *Light bulb shine* OH YEAH! Now I remember! The way people type..Hey, short forms are fine by me...But its the weird typing that just perturbs me."My NaMe iS JoaNnE AnD I am AN IdIoT WhO TyPES LiKe THiS." Dear readers, this isn't cute no matter what you may think. And as for ya'll who live by short forms, FOR GOODNESS SAKES!!STOP!!! "wen r u comin hm 2 slp?" How do you people understand this...It took me quite awhile and that was only because my stupid sister kept messaging like that. ARGGHHH!!!!!

Which reminds me of something that happened when I was in Secondary 3. I was going through some English essays with my teacher Miss Mary. I got a headache after reading just a few of them. I pity English teachers. Not only do they have to deal with our atrocious English and unwillingness to learn, some of them actually had the cheek to use these short forms that they come up with while SMS-ing.

Moving on...I can't wait for Harry Potter. I want need to read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows. And I so want to go to London and see the premiere of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I hope I win...Yes Yes! No need to tell me again. I know I'm obsessed. Everyone's entitled to their own obsession.

You know, i'm missing a good friend from secondary school. Miss Nur Khairunnisa. She was one girl who got excited over the slightest thing. Some would call it paranoia but truth be told,she was just very passionate. Well, we both moved on with life and as always, drifted apart.. I miss my friend..The times where I could run to her window just because a boy I liked called. She would get just as excited for me... Its was great to have a friend who would get as excited for you as for themselves.

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