GOD I LOST MY VOICE, THE BAD THING IS I DIN LOSE ALL, I LOST MOST, AND NOW, TALKING IS A CHORE, TRYING TO SQUEEZE OF AS MUCH SOUND I COULD AND END UP SQUEAKING.

EVEN MY BURP SOUND DIFFERENT.

I SOUND RETARDED, LIKE I AM ANGRY, I WANT TO SHOUT, I END UP UP SQUEALING LIKE A PIG.
NICE.


WATCHING HAROLD AND KUMAR ONLY FINISH THE FIRST HALF OF THE MOVIE, IVE LOST INTEREST, NOT THAT HILARIOUS AS I EXPECT THOUGH. STILL PREFER VISUAL HUMOUR.


ANYWAYS, WHO'S LEFTHAND ON MY TAGBOARD, I ALWAYS THOUGHT MY BLOG IS A VERY PRIVATE AFFAIR, ONLY KNOWING SOME OF MY FRIENDS READ MY BLOG OCCASIONALLY.


WELL, NOW I REALLY NEED MY VOICE BACK, I DONT WANT TO SOUND LIKE A RETARD AT WORK TML. YES, WORK STARTS TML AFTER A 5 DAY BREAK. WHERE PEOPLE WILL BE ASKING WHICH UNI I GO, AND SEEING PEOPLE I WORK WITH WHO IS FUCKING PATHETIC. I WANT TO QUIT TO SAVE MYSELF FROM DEGRADING MYSELF TO HER STATE.

QUIT BOSSING AROUND, I DO WHAT IM SUPPOSED TO AND NOT AS YOU INSTRUCT, DUMB BITCH