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Fever Pitch by Nick Hornby

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In Between Dreams by Jack Johnson

Dad's sitting in front of the tv right now, watchin some hilariously disorganized Piala Malaysia match while raising spoonfuls of purple cherry ice-cream to his mouth. Cherry ice-cream, for crying out loud. Yerpz, Dad has sealed his place as dude with the worst taste for ice cream I know this Merdeka Day and I'm rlly not in the position to complain, since he bought four pints out of sweetness to surprise me-- and trust me, I was caught very off guard. Four; that's four times more than what we had since January. Espresso 'n cream was the only gem amongst the rest of the rubbish he brought home; the other 3 were in bright colours and I cannot stand colouring. Feels more like eating chemical than food to me. Nvrtheless, Dad remains the #1 man in my heart for getting crappy ice cream for us, points go out to bothering.

Yeah it's a Saturday night, n I'm here blogging. Pretty much sums up my life. I've heard all this nonsense about 18 being the time of ur life, ur transition into adulthood, ur flight into freedom blah blah blah but what the hell. My whole high school life I've been dying to turn 18 and now I'm like, huh? This is it? The beginning of yr was blah; February was the only fun month; March and April, blah; May and June tiring like fuck; July was a mix of both bliss and hell. The party last Friday made me go all huh? again. This is the life I was looking forward to? Getting wasted like that? A good social outing from now onwards is and will be sitting at Starbucks or some hip restaurant for say, 3 hours or so with ur closest, dearest pals-- not a mass gathering-- where u order good food and sit there and basically just talk about each other's lives. No party, not even a K-session come close to talks like that. We're all prob at the point of our lives where ppl come n go, but the ones that still stays. Man, you babes have no idea how grateful I am to have met you.

**(Makan Tip: dun eat at fake market places in fancy shopping centres... burns unnecessary, giant holes in ur wallet)

Looks like its snowing, doesnt it? Sigh, my dream to see them soft white flakes. Sometime soon la I hope.

Watching them tgt made me happy. Very happy. This must be what it feels like walking ur daughter down the aisle.

Soooo, I dunno whether I'll be lucky nuf to find friends like that in ISKL, but one thing I do know for sure: Ms Goh better shuddup about Malaysia or I'll.. I'll.. *insert rude comment about arrogant Singaporeans here* >=). If there's anything else I learnt from this year's Merdeka, it's how great schooling will be if we had an off day every two days. Imagine that: I bet I'd have no problems finishing all my assignments (Kart's voice dripping with her trademark sarcasm drifts into mind); I bet no one will have trouble gettin outta bed in the mornings anymore; I bet worker productivity will be boosted in every corner of the world and no one will know the meaning of hunger again. So vote for Gerakan when I'm leading it, and I promise to put Malaysia in the history books n give young Malaysians sth more worthy than the Sultan ALALALA crap to memorize when we become the first to adopt the "its~Saturday~every~2~days" system and grow rich 'n fat tgt.

Oh yeah, this is what's gonna take up most of my evenings from now; that is, if this isn't another of my shortlived flings.

An ISKL Panther I am!! *hops hops* Hope the guailos will conjure some kinda miracle out of training me... rlly rlly rlly wanna be able to play for KL.

So, bagi mengakhiri pos yang penuh makna ini, Kelly ada pesanan buat pembaca-pembaca yang dikasihi sekalian. Wahai ppl, love your country. Love your leaders even though they're so stupid n childish n stupid to spat thru the papers. Love your prime minister coz it's rumored he's half chinese. Love the Malays coz they make u laugh, from politics to matrik students to football. Love the Indians coz they give u roti canai telur bawang. Love your skies coz its hazeless now. Love your land for its so worthless we're safe from being on some chimp face's bomb agenda.

Love every one of ur kind except taxi drivers. Taxi drivers chargin 8 bucks to go usj2 from SS15 do not deserve love. They shud all go to hell.