Dear Fairy Godmother

nothing much to blog about these days. I am still in a dire need to find that vortex to suck me out of this dreadful state of mine.

With the wonders of 'E-Bay', I'm surprised they do not sell some kinda 'magic' to slack and still ace those blardy papers. For I really could use a fairy godmother right now. Every night I prayed and wished that you would appear before me..WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!!

You appeared before that bloody cow called Cinderella just so that she can go to some 'atas' ball. And you gratified her wish even though she is materialistic, for obviously she wants to be rich. BITCH! I on the other hand just want to blardy graduate. Evidently I'm in a more 'sorry-ass' state. COME QUICK LARH CHEEBAI!!!

I gave up hope on Santa when that cheapo-charlie gave me a set of pen from the 'mama' shop when I was 10 (wait a minute, that was my sister). Tooth fairy never got her ass at my place, despite leaving my tooth for 5 days till it degenerates and my pillow smelled funky. Now YOU!!! The world is a wretched place to live in, I tell you. *sighz*

But for now, goodbye social life, say hello to reclusive state. *whimpers*