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I finally remembered to check my email after one week. Got a ton of emails. Cleared out the usual newsletters and 419s and got a smaller chunk. One of the great things about my teacher is her obsession with emailing us. One of her emails came in 1am. And since Monday was 1st Feb, she wished all the Feb babies happy birthday in advance. She emails all of us, CCs our parents. This makes sure that in class, she can offer to mention that in the emails, and we'd shut up. It works remarkably well on me, but now that my mom's email and my dad's emails are compromised, I don't have to fear.

Anyway, I just spent the last hour doing up something for my FB profile.

I swear. I crap. I don't care what most of my friends think. I add people for games. I add some guys because they aren't the only gender that sees people as hot. I understand, make and appreciate inappropriate jokes. I am sarcastic. I have mood swings. All I need is one good reason, and I'll do it. I'm not mentally sound. I might have Asperger's and OCD. I wonder "What if?". I understand logical stuff easily. I am emotional. I ramble. I ignore rules if I can get away with it. I'm deathly afraid of heights. The guys I hate crushes on don't seem like my type because I like 'em for who they are, not how similar we are. I bullshit. I have crazy ideas. I'm a cynical person. I know a ton of things, about a ton of things, ranging from isotopes, to the Mohorovicic discontinuity. I can act. I love adding pages and groups. I enjoy daydreaming. I memorize song lyrics. I can, and usually hide emotions. I am rather logical. I prefer the simpler things in life. I forgive easily. I don't forget what you've did to me. I can act as though I'm very profound and deep. I remember lyrics better than homework. I've got a happy-go-lucky personality. I'm optimistic by nature, pessimistic by habit. I can be very irritating. I talk loudly. I hate mood swings. I put things out of order to piss off the OCD patient in you. I love music. I can keep going, but I've got other things to do.

Yes, that's a lot of words to say, "I'm a freak, and don't bother changing me."

Anyway, who's going back to school for the CNY thing? I'm gonna need to convince my teacher that I should skip the CNY celebrations so that I can go back to my primary school. Frankly, how tough is that? But I know that when I say that, things get tougher.

So, time for a note or two.

There's a fine line between just relaxing in class, and being emo. The only thing that pisses me more (normally) is if you get my mood wrong, and thus, act differently. Okay, so there is a fine line between relaxing, eyes closed, leaning back on 2 legs, head cushioned by hands, which are crushed between head and walls, and emo but that's no excuse.

What else about school can I talk about?

The judges came down to our class to see our deco. They were teachers, so they knew that we'd mess up the class and clean up at the end of the day. Unfortunately for them, our teacher was good friends with one of 'em, so we knew, and we prepared. Once they left, we let all hell break loose, and we took down everything in like, 5 minutes.

Yay for our destructiveness.

EDIT/PS: You know what's so awesome about tvtropes? Everything's there. All sorts of information about practically everything in animes, comics, manga, TV shows, etc is there. It's like the Wikipedia's more awesome cousin.

Mabel, the Rambler.