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Saturday, January 14, 2006

right now i think i'm smart because i just set up wireless security in the house. (please do not say things like, "you mean you only set up your wireless security now? how slow." to bruise my ego.) i should have been mean and kept the password to myself though. then my sisters won't be able to use the internet! hahaha.

anyway, i am freaking out. i just realized that my parents may be reading my blog. but then again, note the word 'may'. not that i talk about them a lot, but i'd rather have strangers read my blog or something.

somebody has been very irritating. i don't know of anyone who likes him actually. not that i dislike him or anything, since i think hating somebody is a complete waste of time. but he critisizes almost everyone and thinks that he's the best and most handsome person on earth when apparently, he's the direct opposite. and he's one of the most disgusting person i know, by the way. ohwell, at least i think i still treat him with basic respect.

why is an unmarried man called a bachelor even when he is old and ugly and disgusting? i mean you have bachelor's degree and all that. and it definitely sounds way better than spinster.

heaven on earth
6:07 pm