sigh.
school is a depressing thought.
it’s coming back on monday.
sigh.

CNY is boring

I am also sick. With a fever, a runny nose, a somewhat sore throat and lots of tissue-paper-using in the middle of the night. Today morning, there were tissues littered everywhere on the surfaces near to my bed as I was too tired to walk to the bin.

I get sick a lot during CNY. Some CNYs ago, a relative of mine passed me the hand, foot and mouth disease. Utter assholes, invite them to your house and you end up with angpaos and a disease. Hand, foot and mouth disease is really not fun but I skipped a week or two of school. Right after I recovered, my brothers got the damned disease. Hah.

I have an incapability to drink canned drinks correctly. They end up spilled on me, the floor or some other furniture. I fail.

School is easily described as ack. Actually, many acks and ews but mostly fuckno!s.

Band is… okay, fine. I shall have to stop bitching ’bout band in nearly every post.
But it’s really hard.
’cause band.
is a real bitch.

My very vuglar mouth (fingers?) in this blogpost will be blamed on my lousy sickness.

Karyn.
Killing the world.
One tissue paper at a time.