I don't know what to say

I went to Spring to-day because my dad decided he wanted to teach me and my brother how to play Monopoly and Scrabble, so we went to Parkson and spent rm200 on toys. Oh and I met Jolene. So, I was looking around when I saw this.For those of you who do not watch Cartoon Network, and are hence unfamiliar with the atrocity of the Winx Club, it is a group of 5 anorexic girls in school for faeries in a land where background sounds effects do not exist and wearing grotesque eye shadow makes you a witch, or a bitch, I'm not sure. Each of them possesses the control over...stuff( I was going to say elements, but I don't think some of them qualify): fire, light, plants, technology and music. How they fight evil with music I have no idea. Maybe they kill their enemies by making them listen to their singing.
Seriously, even YuGiOh makes more sense than this.

If the package of this thing didn't scream the name Winx Club I would have no idea. Maybe it's the disproportionate figure, the child-like body shape and also the fact that the only thing similar between it and the original character is the hair colour.
Is it just me, or is the face on this thing look totally ah lian?
I bet it's made in Malaysia.

New bedsheets!!!

The most important piece of furniture in my house is in my room. My bed/desk/dining table/couch/general purpose shelf/trampoline.

Finally, today I get to put on new bedsheets I bought from IKEA in KL.
YESH-A!
Now my bed/desk/dining table/couch/general purpose shelf/trampoline looks as awesome as it is multi-functional. It is so awesome I have to post about it, and I don't post everytime I have a bedsheet change. I was squealing to myself when I saw this in IKEA. Plain scarlet sheets. Best buy ever. I wanted a black one but they were out of stock. Boo hoo.

Awesome. Now I can pretend I'm sleeping in a pool of blood.

Every good student should have a well-lit, study conducing workspace which allows the student to work in a posture which does not strain their spine or neck. It is best that you have everything you need within an arm's reach to ensure that your work can proceed with the least interference and waste of time. The workspace should also allow the studnt to rest their eyes for some time, after a long period of use. Also, whenever possible, the student should indulge in physical activity to train the body as well as the mind.
My computer screen in the pic is showing a blog, wickedly funny and a must-read. It belongs to

who is right now on vacation in New Zealand, having a fantastic time and not missing me.

I really miss you, bitch. Tash was singing a song from Mulan the other day and there was no one there to sing "Be A Man" with me. Gaaaaaaah I mishyooo soooo much.

I have an urge

to piss of the world to-day. So I will post about the secret things about me that will make me sound extremely mean.

1.) Colloquial accents and bad grammar physically injure me.
Especially Singaporean. When in public I hide the fact that I have to expend effort trying to suppress these twitches I get whenever I hear extremely extremely malaysian or indonesian english or the question "Eh, what you eat ah?". The worse it is, the more violent the twitches. At times I feel like lifting a nearby chair and slamming it into the head spouting the accent. Which is why when Allen starts speaking in a chinese accent is annoys the shit out of me. The guy's not even chinese. He's indian.

2.) I hate people who think they are cute...
and act accordingly when in fact they are about as cute as a furry rat's ass.

3.) I hate it when people call me cute.
You say "Cass, you are so cute." I hear "Cass, you are so dumb."
Not that I think cute people are dumb. I like cute people. Not the ones that know they are cute.

4.) I look down on my bro
In fact, I look down on all who are aware that they have serious problems and yet do nothing because they think someone will always be there to help them out. I have no doubts that Karma will come around and bite me in the rear some day.

5.) I dislike rich people
because a large majority of them think they own the world. This majority are also detached from the worldly issues that us normal people have to worry about like world hunger, global warming, and child prostitution because they think that, if worse comes to worse and Earth is going to explode, they can use their unlimited wealth to buy tickets for a space shuttle bound for Mars where their next villa is under construction, but oh oops, they forgot the oxygen machine. But if you are rich and don't act rich then you're fine. And rare.

6.) I will never date Indon guys
even though they are not too keen on me either. I find then fickle, shallow and narrow. Right now, my mentality and the mentality of Indonesian teenagers my age exists on two very different planes.

7.) I look down on my mom
but only occasionally. I also often wonder how could my dad settle for a girl like her.

8.) I don't believe in love.
Women just need someone to constantly agree with them and men just need someone to bolster their ego. Love is not unconditional. Try this simple test.
Think about someone you really care / love right now.
Finish this sentence.
"I love you because____________."
If you can't then it probably means you don't love them as much as you'd like to think. Do you still hear those wedding bells?
If you can, then bravo, you have a reason for your love, therefore proving that your love is is in fact conditional. Ha-ha.

9.) I don't believe in holy matrimonies.
Only sinful divorces.

10.) I hate people who swear for no reason other than to make themselves seem hardcore and gangsta-like. Me, I have a good excuse everytime I swear. I am mad, depressed, talking to Allen, talking about Allen, shocked out of my pants or playing Left 4 Dead. But I will never ever say "Hey what's fucking up, dude? That's a fucking cool game you're playing. Can I, like, fucking borrow it? Thank fucking you, dude."
Inappropriate use of swear words. *twitch*

11.) I hate wrong-number calls from people who don't speak english.
Me: Ello
Retard on phone: Eh eh, ah ling ah? Lu si (insert random chinese words here)
Me: ......what?
Retard on phone: ......Ah ling ah?
Me: um no...wrong number
Retard: Oh *hangs up*
Sometimes they don't even say "Oh".

12.) I don't trust the Bible.
What gets into the Bible are only things that the Pope approves of. Everything else is thrown into a fire pit. You expect me to read, believe and worship edited-words-of-God?

13.) I drive my car slow because unnecessary acceleration wastes fuel and those stuff don't just rain down from the skies. It's because of people like ah beng street racers and F1 that we are consuming more fuel than necessary. Fucking retards.
"Oh, let's use up nonrenewable resources just to make and watch things go fast around tracks again and again. Hooray for nonrenewable resources!!! Who care's what our great-grandchildren will use to run their cars.""

I'm sure I will profusely apologise to anyone who confronts me about these things, but only certain people will be able to tell if I mean it.