Beautiful mistake indeed.

Last night before I fell asleep, I kept thinking about what my friend said. He was telling me about all of his problems. How his life has been. Yes, it was sort of a heart-to-heart moment. I just knew him recently, about two weeks ago? Yes somewhere there. It really is surprising how we got connected easily, how strong out chemistry is and the fact that we can pour everything out to each other.. its somehow makes me comfortable. Because I know, there is someone.. you know? But no, he is just a friend. And I'm still gay.

He told me that he has got no one else in this world. No parents, no siblings, no relatives. He lost his family. Because of.. something really awful. He lost a girl. A girl he used to call 'mine'. I don't want to write about how he lost the most important people in his life here. And right now, he has no place to stay, no friends to hang out with, and he doesn't have that much cash with him. He just.. doesn't have anything in life. Everyday he wishes that he were dead. He even tried to commit suicide once but, it didn't go well. He's still alive.. He said every time he hears the siren of an ambulance, he wishes it was him lying inside it. Dying. You know, when people tell you about their problems, you only care about it for like a millisecond, then you'd start to think about your own shits. About what's wrong in your whole life, really.

As for me, my problems right now, what was I thinking when my friend was pouring his heart out, well... comparing to his shits, mine doesn't seem that big of a deal anymore. It's not even really something to deal with if you think about it. It's just, when you feel like happiness doesn't seem too far from you, unlike how it used to be, when you think you've found something that has lost for a long time, when the reality is better than any of your dreams, and when you tell yourself 'This is it. This is the one'... like, its not. Trust me. I mean, its just an illusion that has been created from two people who are affected to each other. At some point, somehow, the illusion will.. shatter. And everything wouldn't matter anymore. But, somehow, it still matters to me.

Lets just put it this way; Shit happens. Life happens. Fuck it. Move on. Yeh, it seems really easy if you put it that way. Well, life always happens, and its shitty. You cant help it. Its not gonna be like how you've always dreamed about. But to say 'fuck it' to this... bitch, its painful. To even have the thought of me moving on is just, extremely, excruciatingly, impossible. Right now. Right at this moment. Like people always say, time heals everything. Who fucking knows yeh? But one thing I know now is that I dont want to end up like my friend. Im not gonna give up. Its still not too late for me. Im still young, sort of good looking, and healthy.. physically at least. Its one thing not to give up, and one thing, not to stop believing.

Umm... hello?

Yes I know it has been so long since I last updated my blog. Obviously. Im just like, super busy nowadays and.. Im sorry about that. Wait, why am I being sorry? It's not like there are people who actually read my blog consistently. You know, it somehow feels awkward for me to write on my blog after not updating it for so long. Its like, what kind of things do I always write here? Yeh its a little bit awkward. So I have to read my previous posts all over again.. That's stupid, I agree. But whatever, proceeding.

Clearly all the form five students have finished their examination of the year, I forgot what its called. And as all of you already know that Im a form five student. Thats right. Im 17 years old. Whoa, still so young. And dumb. Thats not the point. Point is, Im free from examinations. For now. And I thought the days when the I-forgot-what-its-called examination comes to its end would be awesome and exciting everyday but instead, the days are like.. I dont know. Like something is missing. Like its not what I want. Didn't turn out like Ive planned. Except for hanging out with my friends everyday, going to places that Ive always wanted to go in KL and  meeting new people. Just, socialize.. everyday.

Yes its fun for a while, I admit. I had loads of fun with friends but.. its, like I said, just for a while. I honestly dont know what's missing. Why do I feel.. hate to say write this in public but, why do I still feel lonely? Haha well, lets not get emotional now. So people have been texting me questions like:

What are you doing now? (as in after the exam)
Just hanging out. Stay clean from drugs. Controlling myself to not do anything stupid.

Do you have a job?
Actually I have applied to Party World in Mont Kiara. Their boss is out of town so they'll get back to me when he's here.

How are things? 
Things are really good! *of course I lied*
Okay, how are things between you and your girlfriend?
Like I said, really good.

Hey. Wanna hang out sometime?
Sure. Just call me whenever.

Funny thing is, people who asked me out, never called. Well if you need me, Im always here. Despite the fact that some of you guys have never been here for me. But... lets not get dramatic now. Anyway, Im actually in a hurry now.. So, peace-out suckers!

Who wins?

Who do you go to..
if you have no best friend?
when all your close friends are fake?
Let's face it, you don't have any real friends.
Who do you go to when you hate your big brother?
and the rest of your siblings don't even care?
and your mum has never been there for you.

Where else would you go..
if your home doesn't feel like home anymore?
when you feel like killing everyone around you?
killing everyone on earth, the society.
Perhaps imagining being all by myself, somewhere
is the best getaway for my mind.

How would you feel like..
if your emotions are all mixed up?
You're just.. sad about everything and worse,
there is nothing you can do about it.
When all these emotions in you are just.. confused,
and your heart is at war with your mind,
who wins?
which one will you let to win?
which one will I let?

The tough thing about following you heart is that people forget to mention that sometimes the heart takes you to places you shouldn't be. Places that are scary as they are exciting and as dangerous as they are alluring. Sometimes your heart cant take you to places that leads to happy ending. That's not even the difficult part; the difficult part is when you follow your heart, you leave normal; you go into the unknown and once you do you can never go back. Let me share something. The worst feelings that I've felt, for my whole life are:

Loneliness.
When you're in bed, it's 1:15 am and you just can't sleep. Being in the dark by yourself, gently crying. And no one knows what's going on with you. How could anybody realise what's happening? Everyone you know is resting peacefully in their bed, having dreams, waiting for tomorrow. But for you, there's no difference in the days. They pass monotonously and before you know it, it's all gone.

To feel alone in a crowded room. You're sitting there and just feeling lonely. And you feel like every smile, every laugh from everyone isn't something that's genuine. Observing everyone, watching their movement, judging them silently in your head. Assuming what's on their minds right at the moment. And from there, your mind starts to wander about your problems. One problem, to another. Your life sucks, oh that's the conclusion alright.

Being hurt.
By people you love or some of them now, loved. It doesn't matter in what way they had hurt you. It all felt the same. Whether it be, they cheated on you with some Indian face-eater or this girl who looks just like you, that's what they say. But I doubt her looks are better than me. She might be nicer, and has more manners than me but not better looking. You can say 1/2 of my exes cheated on me. Well not asking for sympathy here. It just felt worse than it already did when they promised you with all of their hearts not to cheat or break your heart(? haha), but then, they did. Like people always say, sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow; we must fail in order to know. Sometimes our vision only clears after our eyes are washed away with tears. Oh, my vision got clearer and clearer after each one of my relationship, undoubtedly.

And also whether it be, when you give everything, every last piece, and not get the same. And then to be left with nothing since you gave it all away. To learn how to function with these “consequences” of your actions, of giving yourself, and having nothing left to show. This is the worst of the worst. Things like this that will make your heart be at war with your mind because questions like 'Should I let go or just hold on for a little while more?' will be questioned inside your head. My heart says, "Hold on. It will be worth it. She's worth it. Just give it some time because you guys are having an examination currently". While my brain says, "Dude, stop thinking about this and get some studying done. She's not even thinking of you. If she were, she would text or call or even say hi at school. Because it is a fact that people who truly want to stay in your life, put some effort to be in it. Just don't take the risk".

Your heart knows that it is worth every single last thing; your feelings couldn't agree more. Then your head puts together logical reasoning for it to work, for how everything could be just fine, but your head also has the darker side. What if it's just not worth the fight? What if you need to quit? Yes I know my thinking is a pain in the ass. For me, my brain always wins over my heart. But no, not this time. Brain, I love her and I would really like to make this work. And stay out of this. Heart, thanks for all the support that I needed. But if you're wrong, I will beat the crap out of you. Even that means I have to kill myself. Whoa that's just a little too much don't you think, Aqilah? And why the fuck am I talking to myself?! Oh good god.

Spm can suck it.

Im so sorry for not updating my blog since like, before Spm? Yes, I have been super busy studying for the examination. And its not even over yet. Like I said my last paper would be on the 1st of December, and until then, I wont be updating my blog. But, I swear I will write a decent post, talking about stuffs that happened and all that after Spm is over. And also finish my 15 day challenge. Qielster-out!

You got it backwards.

I found this article that says Dato' Ambiga, the chairman of Bersih, has launched another illicit festival celebrating the human rights of people of diverse sexual orientations and gender identities. You can read the article here! Okay first of, it says that the exertion of LGBT will put the institution of marriage in jeopardy? Oh come the fuck on. Let me get this straight. Charlie Sheen can make a 'porn family', Kelsey Grammer ended his 15 year marriage over the phone, Larry King is on divorce for the ninth time, Britney Spears had a 55 hour marriage, Jesse James and Tiger Woods (whilst married) were having sex with everyone, and recently Kim Kardashian filed divorce paper to her husband after being married for 57 days.

But somehow they say, it is same-sex marriage that is going to "destroy the institution of marriage"? Really? Name me one married gay couple that has done any of the above. Wow you cant even think of one, unless if you google it or something. You know, the only consequences of gay marriage that I can see are.. gays marry and orphans get adopted. I can only think of two now. But I cant see families are destroyed, ice-caps melt, and Russia invades or something if gays get married. No, I am not saying we should legalize gay marriage everywhere, especially here in Malaysia. People here are still not and wont be ready ever. But, I think we, LGBT should all be treated equally just like any other citizens and not getting the eww-oh-my-god-check-that-out look everytime we only hold hands in public instead of getting really intimate on the escalator like some straight couples do. Mostly Chinese, no offense. But seriously, I HAVE HAD ENOUGH, OF THAT LOOK.

Oh and about the spreading diseases like HIV, dont put all the blame to us yes. There are druggies that share the same needles, and there are tons of people who have sex with tons of other people from the opposite sex without using any protection so there goes, the virus did not come from only same-sex intercourse, obviously. I mean, I hope not. Im just saying whatever is on my mind right now. And of course, most of us apply safe sex, totally, eg. gays use condoms. But that is an assumption too. Hey, Im just defending what I think should be defended for. And just for fun :

Yep I got the picture from Tumblr. She has a point. The below picture, of course. Talk about hideous sweaters right. Who wears that? No, who wears a striped orange and blue, with the stupid double white V line on the centre, white collared sweater? I mean come on doesnt she even have... Okay lets not get judgemental about her sweater and her taste now. Lets just focus and agree on "Dont tell me to support narrow minded ignorance" thing. 

Menulis blog gaya Malay.

Ramai orang beritahu saya yang saya sepatutnya menggunakan Bahasa Malaysia lebih daripada bahasa yang digunakan di blog ini iaitu Bahasa Inggeris. Baiklah, cabaran diterima. Saya mendapati bahawa menulis blog menggunakan bahasa ini adalah agak susah berbanding dengan menggunakan Bahasa Inggeris yang saya sudah terbiasa akannya. Oh, dan saya memang tidak menggunakan Google translate untuk pos ini. Hey, saya orang Melayu dan amat bangga dengan kenyataan itu. Baiklah saya mengaku.. saya telah menukar perkataan kenyataan melalui Google translate sebab saya tidak tahu apa statement dalam BM. Tetapi hanya satu perkataan sahaja. Okay! Saya juga telah menukar berbanding, terbiasa, dan pos. Samanlah saya.

Saya tahu, saya amat menyedihkan. Sebagai orang Melayu yang tidak selalu menggunakan bahasa tanah airnya sendiri dan tidak fasih menulis dengan bahasa itu adalah sangat menyedihkan. Sekurang-kurangnya saya sedang mencuba yang terbaik. Dan sudah tentu saya tidak akan mencemari bahasa ini dengan menggunakan bentuk pendek, menukar ejaan perkataan contohnya(saya ambil ini daripada blog kepunyaan seorang Melayu yang tipikal);

Today pegi skola dlm keadaan terpaksa, tapi akhirnye redha dan bersyukur kerana esok diberi harapan bahawasanya akan dpt mknan free spe yg dtg arini.

Yes. MKN<3

Awak serius ke? Saya dan ramai lagi orang(saya harap) amat benci akan penggunaan bahasa seperti diatas. Tolonglah, jangan sesekali cuba untuk menulis text, blog, surat, dll. seperti itu. Anda tahu siapa anda. Saya rasa ianya tidak mengapa apabila ayat-ayat ditambah lah atau ke atau doh kerana itu adalah slang orang Malaysia. Tetapi janganlah sampai macam contoh diatas.

Baiklah. Saya tahu ini adalah perkara yang pelik untuk dibaca. Dan cara saya menggunakan Bahasa Malaysia di pos ini macam... tak biasa sebab agak formal. Saya cuma ingin menyampaikan kepada kamu semua yang kita perlulah menggunakan Bm dengan cara yang betul. Okay, tipu je. Sumpah pelik gila type macam ni. Tolonglah. Saya? Haha memang tak ah. Haih gelak sorang-sorang pulak. Okay, selamat tinggal! 

Nota kepada diri sendiri : Jangan cuba type macam ni, lagi.

Welcome to the Fortress of Qielster.

Day 8: Upload a picture of your room and talk about your room.
This is one of the hardest thing to do for me. Im telling you, its not easy for me to show people my room, my crib, my lair, my main hideout place. The only people who have been here, my room, which where I am right now are my family, some friends, three of my exes, drunk girls(and boys) who didn't remember anything the next day and I had to call them a cab, this sober acquaintance who wanted to 'kidnap' me and we ended up going to my house.. yeh I know, real smart, my always-stoned friends, my horny friends who desperately needed a place to get hot(don't worry, I always change my bed sheet after.. talk about pathogens right), my cats, my neighbor and her brother.. who else..?

I guess thats it. None of them are strangers, except when I want them to or they want to check out my bed, if you know what Im talking about. None of them are strangers that I didn't want to.. how to put this delicately.. want to fuck. Yes I know that is in a moral gray area but, come on, don't act innocent, holy, naive and all that shit. Seriously, you are no saint here. Alright I admit, its not that hard to show people my room. Why? That is because all those people who have come to the Fortress of Qielster have the exact same reaction when the first time they been to my room which is, "Oh my god, your room is so fucking messy. And cluttered too! It's like an abandoned room." Well yes, I dont keep my room tidy. Who does? Maybe someone who wants to take pictures of her room to put on her blog.. Oh hell yes Ive cleaned my room, a little bit, and that's why its not that hard to show the world what my room looks like. Alright, let the tour begin. 

Click picture to enlarge. Here is a picture of half of my room.This is basically what you'll see when you open my room door and look to your right. Yeh I know, whats that black painting on the wall? Oh I really dont know. My friends and I were stoned long time ago and we just started to paint the wall. Stupid, I know. You have a zebra rug?! Yes I do. My mum bought it in Africa last year and I think It'd look better on my room's floor. 

Alright. This is the other half of my room. Left door, exit. Right door, toilet. Yes, I have organised my useless stuffs. Is that a globe? Yes it is obviously a globe, what is wrong with you guys. You wear shoes inside your house? No, absolutely not. I have those white shoes in my room because I just bought them yesterday. So basically, you've seen my room entirely. Yeh I know my room is not that big, not that cool like your room, but its my only room you know. And I love my room. Oh you guys want some close ups? Of course, sure right away. Wanna check out my bed? 

Yes, that is my neighbor's guitar and no, I didn't put it on my bed on purpose to make this picture better. This is the place that I turn to whenever I feel.. pretty much everything. I eat, read, sleep, get wild and nasty, study, cry, play with Rex, go online, play games, everything. I do everything on/in my bed. And I love it. I would never leave my bed.

This is a close up of my shelves. You can pretty much see all the things I put here. Some of my books, cds, my mummy's tomb(oh yeh, its listening to music), gifts I got, my ukulele there and the stuffed monkey someone gave me, my watches, lotions, etc etc. Well, the tour ends here. I hope you guys had a good time looking at the pictures only and not reading everything I wrote. Because I know, its toooo fucking long. I just like details alright. To describe every single thing. Sue me for that... Hmm there you go, Day 8, selesai!

Things to do after high school.

Day 7: Create a list of your favorite things to do when you’re off from school. Oh my god, I've been waiting for this challenge since Day 1! I know, some of you form five students, wait.. most of you guys.. hmm no, all of you guys cannot wait any longer for the day of your last paper whether it be Art(for me on the 8th of Dec) or Economics, etc etc because not only you can feel relieve, free from your pain, anxiety or distress once and for all but also you can get your, wait for it.. free, wait for it.. dom. By that I mean not only go clubbing with your parents' permissions, but you also can do anything you want to. Im telling you, every single thing that you have been dreaming, planning these few years, the only time you can do it is after spm. That is why I couldn't wait for Day 7 challenge so I can share with you guys about it. Oh Im not only gonna list out my favorite things to do, Im gonna list out everything!

• Reset my alarm clock. I would never want to wake up at 6 in the fucking morning again!
• Set all my school books on fire.
• Get a new camera. And phone.
• Gardening everyday. With my mum of course.
• Always keep my car clean.
• Maybe get a new car. What car I'd like to get? Sunbeam Alpine convertible.
• Sign up for dancing class. No Im not a sissy.
• Go to several colleges' open days
• Harry Potter marathon!
• And How I Met Your Mother.
• Take actual guitar classes. Not only learn it from youtube.
• Read more books. Like millions more!
• Go out with someone often.
• Ride public transport every time I go out.
• Exercise everyday!
• Get a job. Maybe an internship.
• Buy clothes whenever I want to.
• Help my mum with her restaurants' things.
• Volunteer myself to help those who are in need.
• Sell my old clothes, shoes, stuffs that I dont use anymore.
• Go jamming with my friends.
• Go ice skating.
• Maintain all my friendships.
• Go on a really romantic date!
• Meet new people.
• Hang out at Bukit Kiara often.
• Get a bicycle. And ride it everywhere.
• Update my blog everyday.
• Learn some recipes from my maid.
• Post more pictures on my blog.

Okay... These are all I can think of, for now. I have so much I want to do after high school, I cant list them one by one. The complex ones. I have a terrible memory, for your information. If I can think of anything else, I'll update this post! Before I want to cross every single one on that list, I have only one thing that I must do now. And that is.. to fucking study for spm. Alright, gonna try to study now.. and after that, Im gonna attempt suicide. Qielster-out!

No porn? No prob!

It has come to my attention that many bros are suffering from a very serious medical condition: Pornemia – the inadequate consumption of porn.

The causes can be manifold:
• Can’t afford spicier cable channels
• Or still illegal to buy porns
• Workday disrupting internal porn clock
• Marriage

Fortunately this erection-crippling disease is treatable. All around you are literally thousands of low-cost, publicly acceptable porn-portunities… you just have to know where to look.

YOUR LOCAL WEATHER GIRL
The only member of the news team who gets a full body shot. As she sashays across your screen spouting stories of rising temperatures and storm surges, you sit wide-eyed and slack-hawed amid a high-pressure front of your own.
COOKING SHOWS
Watching a foxy lady-chef take those slow, smooth, sensual bites is enough to make any man accidentally slice off his thumb.
BIRTHDAY PARTY “BOUNCE HOUSE”
While technically you’re renting the inflatable trampoline for little Harry and his friends, you’re not gonna be the one to stop one of his friend’s mom in her too-tight t-shirt from taking a little bounce… or two.
CLASSICAL SCULPTURY
Our ancestors’ Hustler. As girls shroud themselves in wintry layers why not pay a visit to a place where the ladies are willing to take it all off? I’m talking – of course – about the museum. Shuffling from standing nude to reclining odalisque is a fantastic way to enjoy your porn whilst being perceived as the cultured specimen you most certainly are not.
THE NIGHT SKY
Sure there’s the classics: The Big Dipper, Orion’s Belt and Ursa Major. But play a little game of connect the dots and you’ll find a surplus of interstellar boobies shining down on you every night. Camping by yourself just got awesome… not to mention easier, pitching-a-tent-wise.

ps : This is only for fun. To laugh alright, not to literally do it in real life. No, I am not a pervert. Although, maybe Im sick a little bit. Sick as in; 

1) you are unhealthy - unwell : cold, flu, etc.

2) you are awesome - out of this world, amazing.
3) you are gross - gross minded, terrible.
Maybe all of the above. I have a little cold today.

Smile like an idiot.

I suppose I have to continue with the 15 day challenge now. Well as you guys know that I stopped at Day 5, so Im gonna continue with Day 6, duh. Day 6: Ten things that make you smile and a picture of you smiling. Heh okay. As much as how lazy I am to write about it, I think I really do want to write about it. Just to keep you guys updated. And to maintain the awesomeness of my blog. Great who am I kidding right. My blog is nowhere near awesome. But, I am. Alright continuing.

First thing without any doubt that will make me smile is... *drumroll* food. Yes, that is completely the actual truth. Food has been with me through thick and thin, ups and downs, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, to love and to cherish, from the day I was born and forward and until death do us apart. I dont care if thats a little dramatic to describe this strong connection between me and food because I clearly dont and wont give a single fuck about what you guys think. Well actually, that is a little dramatic. Truth is, whenever I get sad or stressed out or just simply depressed, I'd eat. A lot. Screen five if you do that too. Im sure you guys are thinking what if I get fat, right? I really dont care about that. Maybe just a wee bit. But if eating makes me smile and feel better, shouldn't I just keep continue eating like a pig? Perhaps I should. After all, there's this saying; Do whatever that makes you happy.

Oh, I actually have a great idea. Instead of taking one picture of me smiling, I think I better take pictures of the things that make me smile. And yeh, done that.

How I Met Your Mother show

Goofing with my annoying sisters

True love stories!

My girlfriend. Oh yes, you read right.

This website!

Not being a brace-face anymore!

Well, unexpected calls!

Looking at this awesome person who lives inside the mirror

These are not all, guys. But right now I can only think of nine.. So there you go; Day 6, 9/10 done! Hehe.

Note to self : Dont take pictures of yourself without locking your door first. Your mum might end up laughing her ass off. And please, also put on your pants when the door is unlocked. Your mum's boyfriend could be with her too.

27th October.

Happy birthday, Wawin Manmohan.
How long has it been? 5 years? Oh yeh, five years. These past five years, ever since we were in form 1, you are the one, out of thousands, that has got closest to me. Knowing that there's someone who knows me really well like you do, makes me feel comfortable, I guess. Yes, we had some major fights back in the days, but we always made up in the end. Well those are in the past now.

Point is, today is your birthday and I just cant put everything in one post. Things like what I really want to say, and what I should have said to you in these years. My appreciation, gratefulness to having a friend like you. Also, Im sorry that sometimes, well most of the times, I can be a real prick to you. Like now, we dont really talk much(or is it just me) because maybe we dont sit with each other in class. Or that I dont spend time with you and the other six anymore. Like I said, I can be a real prick to anyone without noticing it. No, that is not an excuse okay.

Remember the time when we celebrated Lyna's birthday at your house? That was a really good time. That was a great time. We didnt have anything to care and worry about, really. No spm, no what's next after high school, no.. nothing. I wanna be past Qila again. With you being past Wawin. Im not sure about Lyna though. Shes kinda not our friends anymore. Dont want to talk about that here..

But I guess, it is a must to get on with our lives. That is exactly what Im doing. Spm, college, etc etc. And I hope we still can see each other after.. Whoa, of course we are gonna still see each other! Not just seeing each other. Hell, we are gonna rock college no-problem style. And were gonna go out clubbing with Sucjita, drinking alcohol and dancing Indian style. Thats a must la. Im sure she's gonna bug us to go out with her. Correction: to go out clubbing with her.

I think this is the end of my post. And again, happy birthday Win. Have a wonderful time celebrating with family, Aizat and your cats. Or have a wonderful time studying? Yeah I just read your tweets and wow, you really are studying non stop. I mean everyone else is except for me. My god Im so gonna get screwed. Oh and even your sleeping pattern is fucked until Spm is over. That is really.. something. Back to the end of my post. I love you win!

Let me break it down.

You're in your bed already tucked in, to sleep. Theres only one problem now. You cant make yourself fall asleep. Your mind wont stop thinking. You just cant make it stop from thinking about things like what you did today or what would have happened if you made other decisions otherwise. You get flashbacks of what happened between you and this particular someone, thinking what an idiot you are and what you should have said instead. You wish that now you can turn back the time and play everything right.

Whenever Im in that situation, which is every night, I'd listen to this playlist that I made and named it 'my night playlist'. Yes, who knew that I have a playlist specially made to allow myself to sleep. If thats not lame I dont know what is right. Anyway, Im sure some of you guys are like that. I dont wanna be the only one, please. Okay, so here's my night playlist. Yeh I know it looks retarded, just press the the play button. Click the next button to proceed to the next song. Alright, I know you guys are not kindergartners. Oh and yeh, I'll continue with Day 6 tomorrow, if I can.

Damn it Google.

Yes this is Aqilah Hamdan's new blog. No, I did not create a new one because Im ashamed of the old one. No way. In fact, I am very very proud of my previous blog. The reason why I made a new blog, this one, is because I cant log in to my blogger account. I dont know why. Not because of wrong password or username. Whenever I press log in, it will lead me straight to 'make a new account for your email'.. What the fuck right. Maybe someone hacked me. That is a possibility too. Or maybe Im just dumb plus lazy to figure out what the problem is. Creating a new blog is easier.

I guess I'll just continue blogging here. What was my last post on awealittlebitmorethansome again? Yes, the 15 day challenge. I stopped at Day 5. I'll start with Day 6 here.. anytime soon. Not today, or I dont think tomorrow I'll come online.

ps: Please tell all your friends, siblings, parents and relatives that this is my new blog now.