FUCKING CONTROLE IS OVER!

Sorry for the language.I don't like to use vulgarities in my blog but I used it in this case to illustrate what Zaf and I were talking about.We got so worked up about our controle because as usual,15 minutes before the test,we still hadn't studied and so we were freaking out and we started cursing and swearing and screaming at each other.It kinda helped release some of the tension though.Maybe you should try it too.Scream out loud next time you're all worked up.Haha.I love my fucking bitch Zaf.

Mega and I were talking again yesterday and on the way home from our tak jadi Poetry Slam Workshop ( which wasnt our fault.It somehow got cancelled), we were expressing our thing for exotic guys,you know,those mixed races types.So we decided to play mixer as well and mixed this race with that.I'm infatuated with the French-Arab mixture and she's infatuated with the Swiss-Italian mix.I doubt there's anyone here in Singapore who's either one of those mixes.But nevermind,we shall keep on dreaming,right Mega?