I saw a huge cockroach. It wasnt any kind of cockroach but a flying cockroach! And I killed it. Oh man. The victorious feeling! Sure is a feel good thing. I always feel victorious when I kill a cockroach. Even baby cockroaches count. Killing cockroaches is the only thing I can boast about it to anyone, everyone, somebody, everybody. I dont care how digusting it sounds or infeminie or whatever is the vice versa.
I thought it was my head at first but no. There are like some ching ching chang chang going on outside of my house. And it isnt even that irriatating. Maybe I have grown into this country that its making me be one. Argh disease. Uncle brought durian. L-O-V-E.
All the hype for new year resolution is dead for me this year. Unlike last year when I was getting hyped about making almost reaching to 100. I have yet to receive love from 2010. Nothing seems to go everyone's way. Well lets just wait for the Tiger to pounce. And me, I rather be killed.
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