This is my panicked face.
Oh crap. Oh no. Whatever shall I do now. I am so thoroughly screwed I just have to flail my arms wildly and scream profanities at inanimate objects in my bedroom. Let’s see what I can sarcastically passionately shout at.
Fuck you swivel chair, for no good reason.
Go to hell, unmade bed with such nauseatingly bright colours that my brother has got to be colour-blind to purchase you.
Damn you, Jessica Alba desktop wallpaper in which she is wearing a fetching designer dress with various green hues in attractive tones that rather brings out her eyes and augments her marvelously fair complexion.
Damn you to hell.
Get out of my face, yo– ohh two days old discarded fries. Nyam.
What am I talking about? Well;
“What would you do if your UiTM friends found out about your blog?”
“Then I’d have a lot of enemies.“
Now we get to put that theory to the test, eh Gerard?
I really thought I was safe, that my personal thoughts would remain unknown to most of my UiTM acquaintances as long as I refrain from publicizing this space. Comfortably, I thought to share anecdotes with only old Kuching friends, maybe some online pals and others completely outside the foul reach of UiTM.
So magician guy discovered my blog. I should offer him profuse apologies from such impertinent remarks on his self that have been made for public viewing, but;
As they say, some things come back to haunt you. I just didn’t expect this soon. So what do you say, should I make this blog private? Or should I put into motion my initial reaction?