K. First things first, I'm changing my blog to a private one, which sort of means it's password protected.

Why?

Well, something really freaked me out.

"Eh, I didn't know you had a blog"

....wtf. Call me paranoid, but I'm seriously not comfortable letting people read my blog. People who I don't give my address out to, at any rate. So.

Give me an IM, and I'll give out my password to you. *Btw, kok keong, yes, its Williams. Give me a pm, and we'll go there someday k? My treat. Have to pay you back for the ffk-ed tickets =D

Why so much privacy over my blog?

There's just so much stuff I pour into this blog, that my secrets (not all of them, some of them I'm too ashamed / proud to admit) are all stored here.

I despise the very idea of people prying into this blog, and seeing my heart laid out bare. I'm not one to wear my heart on my sleeve. Still, I won't consider it prying, as it is after all, online, and everybody has a right to visit this page.

It's here where I run to when I'm so tired, the times when I feel as if everything's not going to be alright, a hundred other times.

I'm sorry. I realize how insecure this makes me, but I get sick at the idea of somebody I'm not close to reading all these stuff. (Admittedly, there are a few readers here that I'm not too close to, but hell, the damage's been done, so fuck it)

Anyway, had a great day. Lazy to go into details, but, hilarious signature thing with the juniors, had serious fun loh-ing yee sang with classmates, lunch with Bong and the rest (OMG I HAVE HIS BEANIE. Leukemia patient!) and dinner with Ian and the rest.

So anyway, during the ragging session, I was asking someone to tell me a joke, and her friend next to her (who I already ragged)