Goodmorning
This is the Algae Residences
How may I help you,

My best friend is the guitar. &I never need boyfriends. I fall in love easily. With random things like country music, vampires,romance novels&colorful pens. To me, Taylor Swift&The Saturdays are awesome. I love little black dresses&scarves. In my spare time, I like to design cards&conduct random science experiments like dipping eggs into acid. Yeah&unlike normal humans, I like science, converging lenses&relative atomic masses included. Secretly, I want to be a doctor& a guitarist on the spy when I grow up. I love nonsense people who make me laugh. &yes, I love inviting people to my house&being invited to other's houses. I hate raindrops, airplanes, Jacob Black&jerks. No, I'd never though that I was smart/gorgeous/talented. I'm just a green colored pond scum. A bitchy one to be precise.
P.S My bitchiness is inherited, so beware of my mom.
P.S And currently, I'm desperate for a new phone&a pair of flipflops.

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HAHA! MY PEYLING IS SO CUTE. I LOVE MY PEYLING LOADS. OHKAY, I SHALL STOP BEING VULGAR FOR THIS WEEK.

Anyway, went jogging this morning. No one told me that jogging a thirty degree upslope for five minutes was THAT hard. I nearly died. But it was worth the climb. I saw the place I missed so much. My school. Saint Margarets Primary. The place I spent six golden years of my life in it. I love the place, despite people my uniform was the ugliest. I LOVE IT. I'm proud it. I'll glady switch my curren uniform for my green polka-dotty dress. And I wonder, does any of the SMPS-ians remember Mount Emily Park?

I remember the times I snuck out with Beverly after choir to visit the playground and had loads of fun.
I remember the times we screamed and homerun-ed in the fields.
I remember the times we had mini science expiditions to the gardens.
Well, do you remember? I do. I reminisce about it. I sat on the swings today. It felt empty without Carol pushing me onto it. I sat on the see-saw, it didn't work without Beverly on the other side. I climbed the monkey bars, I did it. It would have been a miracle if I did when I was still in primary school. I sat on the grass fields where we complained of ants and spiders while swinging our bats or playing rugby. But it seemed empty. All I saw were faint memories of my classmates running about in the hedges of bushes and the canopy of whatever coconut trees that existed. I remembered Miss Seng blowing the whistle and we would slump off to keep the PE equipment sadly. I remember fire drills where everyone complained while we squatted on the grass.

Apart from that, I feel like complaining that the entire world is a - wait, i can't swear - freaking sexist pig world.
It's not illegal for a fourteen year old to jog in the park wearing a tanktop and fbts right?
Then why does the whole world stare at me as though I had webbed feet or a third eye.
Men go shirtless. And I bet if they went bottomless, no one would give a damn except for the government and some director who's in charge on the latest porno movie.
Ugh. I cannot stand it.

And did I say something-
I CAN PLAY BREATHE. OH YES UH HUH UH HUH.
I CAN'T BREATHE... WITHOUT YOU BUT I HAVE YOU BREATHE...
HAHAHAHA! I'M SO HAPPY AND I MEMORIZED ALL THE CHORDS. BUT THE STUPID 6TH CAPO DRIVES ME CRAZY. I REALIZED I CAN'T COUNT THE FRETS. OHWELL.
NEXT UP - YOU'RE NOT SORRY.
GOSH, I CAN'T PLAY TELL ME WHY FOR NUTS.



THIS GIRL IS AWESOME, SHE HAS A BEAUTIFUL VOICE AND I LOVE HER STRUMMING PATTERNS!DID YOU SEE THE PART WHERE SHE CHANGED CHORDS FOR THE 'MAKES ME RUN FOR COVER WHEN YOU'RE AROUND'. SHE'S PRO, DUDE. I CAN'T CHANGE THAT ONE FOR NUTS. SHE SHOULD HAVE BEEN SIGNED FOR A RECORD RIGHT? I LOVE HER(:

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HER COVERS ARE FANTASTIC.

OOH AND JARULE! I WANT TO CRASH YOUR HOUSE SOMEDAY WITH MY BEAUTIFUL GUITAR AND LET'S RECORD A COVER! HAAHAHA. SHE CAN DO FEARLESS/YOU BELONG WITH ME/THE WAY I LOVED YOU/FOREVER AND ALWAYS/OUR SONG/BREATHE. HAHA. I HAVEN'T GOTTEN ABOUT LEARNING FIFTEEN OR WHITE HORSE(: AND LOVE STORY IS DAMN DIFFICULT. GOSH, HOW TO READ THE TABS?! HAHAHAAHAHAHA.

OHKAY, I NEED TO DO HISTORY ESSAYS AND MSN JOLENE AND PRACTICE MY GUITAR.

LOVE,
-A-

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