Oh, my dear camera, I hate you. D;

   It appears that I now have a whim.

   I wouldn't mind if you went that dim,

   But oh camera, please do away with the clarity and precision, 

   In exchange for energy efficience.

6 batteries gone in 20min, LOLWHUT?

Crazy fucker, I hope that some fat 9 year old John Cena wannabe punches you in the stomach for no fucking reason whatsoever when you walk down the road tomorrow. 

Suck on it, that your hair pisses me off. 

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Don't you just hate these rants that're directed at someone, but you just don't know who? Once you start reading and get a grasp of the situation, you feel insecure; which prompts you to dwell further to find out and infer if it's you or not. What's worse is that that precarious feeling still lingers around; well, fuck that feeling.

No, don't worry. If you're reading this, it's probably not directed at you. But heh. 

A fresh start. 

You should know me by the time you clicked on the url linkage from someone else's blog, no?
But heck, if you wanna indulge in the typical introductory clause, so be it:
Lolhi! I'm SM. ;D

No more Peichun.
No more 6E.
It's now amgmokio.
No more 1/4.
It's now 2/4.