I can be you.

Hi everybody! This is Alvin. It feels like forever since I've last blogged. And the last time I posted something decent in my blog was... July 23rd?!? Wtf. July 23rd. That was more than 3 months ago. Why did I abandon my blog for such a long time? Oh ok, I know why. Because I'm an idiot. HAHA JK, Alvin is the idiot, not me. But all of that wouldn't matter anymore because I (Alvin) have finally decided to update my blog with a new post. An awesome one, because I'm just that awesome. Actually, I think there is a legitimate reason as to why I hadn't updated for so long. SPM is going on at the moment and worst still, today, they just gave us the most fucked up BM paper on Earth. I say it's pretty fucked because it's contaminated by words like "CEPUMAS". I'll pay you a hundred bucks if you knew the meaning of that word without the help of Google, Twitter, Facebook, or your friends. That is I, Alvin See, will pay you. So remember to come and find me, I, Alvin See, for a hundred bucks if you can do that, so that I, Alvin See, can pay you the money you deserve for being such an unnecessary smartypants. Anyway, tomorrow's paper is English. I'm probably nervous about all those essay and shit. Thus, I will now continue my post with a list of bombastic words, such as, um... bye.

Oh, but before I go, here are some of the most adorable baby pictures of me (ME ME ME) to appease myself of my guilt for not updating for such a long time.

HA! HOW CAN YOU HATE ME NOW?

You're so predictable.

Dear you,

Nothing to threaten me with? MUAHAHAHAHA

Dear you, to get back your blog you gotta buy me Iphone first kay? :DDD

FEEL SO SO GOOD TO BE SPAMMING YOUR BLOG.

;)

Heeeyy YOU!!

I'm sure now you can't log in to your blogger right? Hahahahahhaah :D :D. So not gonna give you your new password till you treat me way way better which is stop calling me ah boy instead of ah girl and stop calling me ah neh :P. Oh, you can consider this as revenge since you change my phone lock code and pin code before :)

It hurts to know.

You don't need to ask me anymore. You don't even need to tell me. Your body language has already told me what he means to you. So please, stop asking me what's wrong.

Dear you,

What I feel for you might just be temporary, but that doesn't mean it's not real. Sometimes, I really do think of a future with you. I know I'm young and you're probably just a phase but it still feels true. As I can remember, it's been two years already. Maybe two years from now I'll forget about you? I probably will. Or maybe I won't. Maybe two years, twenty years from now I'll still be madly in love with that girl I once went to school with.

Dear you,

For now, I love you.