End. New.

2008.

Time doesn't fly. It steers and struts with elegance in a delicate and recherché manner. This year felt like a decade. From pseudo-homelessness to working life to college. Newly found companions and discarded ones too. No qualm. I'm still me.

In a related cognizance, yes, still about me, I am famed by(with?) infamy. Thanks to a girl who has, unbeknownst to me, an animosity towards me. I am acclimatized to this but this time it's different because she decides to spread fabrication of falsehood about me. According to her, I am a scary stalker. What made you think that you're worthy to be stalked? I have a couple of reasonable presumption and speculation for this situation but I'll just say; delusions of grandeur. Make up a story that a Bloody Rock God like me noticed your petty existence. Or maybe you wanted something from me but I did not comply. I will not reveal the identity of this girl for I am concerned of her reputation- oh wait. Umairah Hussin.

This was months ago, but only now I know that my name has been tainted. Thank you. There you go, my attention. Now leave. Or die. Whatever.

Back to year end rant. But I don't actually have anything to rant about.

Nevertheless,

The most significant event were, irrefutably, unequivocally, without a speck of a doubt, The Ascertainment of Perfection and The Self-Ascendation to Awesomeness.

Well, this year is coming to an end. This world too actually but I would not delve into that as of yet.

I'm done.
Afan.