I had a argument yesterday night. With myself. Like, almost literally.
Good Vicki: So, lets study now.
Bad Vicki: Don't want to. Let's go online.
Good Vicki: Can't you be a little more responsible? PMR is like in a month's time.
Bad Vicki: I know that. How can I not know, when you remind me every 5 minutes?
Good Vicki: ...
Bad Vicki: ?
Good Vicki: Just curious, but do you actually have any intention of getting straight A's?
Bad Vicki: Well, I have the intention to.
Good Vicki: Ha-ha. So, lets study now. I'll let you pick the subject. =) *halo*
Bad Vicki: Why don't we go online and play games instead? I'll let you pick the game. =) *halo*
Good Vicki: Idiot. There aren't any nice games.
Bad Vicki: That's cuz you won't let me download DotA.
Good Vicki: Are you kidding? DotA's stupid. Kelly said so.
Bad Vicki: Are you kidding? Studying's stupid. Everyone said so.
Good Vicki: Hmph, I had enough of you! Why do I always have to be the responsible one? You never do anything but play your idiot games and read your idiot fanfiction and-
Bad Vicki: Ben-Pau-Chris-Kell?
Good Vicki: -always has to be me that pushes you to study and play that idiot piano because daddy's paying an arm and leg for lessons-
Bad Vicki: Relax, I like piano.
Good Vicki: -always so irresponsible, annoying, irritating, laz-
Bad Vicki: Like you're not?
Good Vicki: -I'M NOT! I'M THE RESPONSIBLE AND SERIOUS ONE! ITS MEEEE WHO GETS ALL THE WORK DONE AND-
Bad Vicki: Good, so we balance each other out. Yin and Yang. =)
Good Vicki: If-you-interrupt-me-one-more-time-I-swear-I'll-
*this part is edited out due to excessive swearing*
Bad Vicki: Right, now that you're done telling me point by point on why I don't deserve to exist, can we go online now? Or at least, can we ben-pau-chris-kell? You know, I've got this idea for this awesome song-
Good Vicki: Do me a favour and GFY.
Bad Vicki: Literally or figuratively?
Good Vicki: !!!
Bad Vicki: Relax. Life's good.
Good Vicki: Not when you're around.
Bad Vicki: For you, I'm around 24/7. Literally. =D
Good Vicki: Did I do something seriously wrong in my previous life that I deserve to be stuck in the same body with you?
Bad Vicki: We're stuck in the same heart and mind too. =)
Good Vicki: I must have done something seriously wrong.
Bad Vicki: So, I'm getting impatient. About the onlining thingy...
Good Vicki: We. Are. Not. Going. Online.
Bad Vicki: We. Are. Not. Studying. Either. *blows raspberries*
Good Vicki: Look, you let me be in control for a month, okay? Then after PMR, I'll let you go crazy until the end of the year. It's not a fair deal, but life with you is never fair. so I'm used to it.
Bad Vicki: Are you trying to berunding with me? =)
Good Vicki: Are you actually as stupid as you look?
Bad Vicki: Hmph. After PMR, we're jamming with 3 times a week with Pauline, hanging out twice a week with Kelly and shopping whenever I feel like it.
Good Vicki: Yes, whatever you like. Right now, we're studying.
Bad Vicki: Fine, lets study English.
Good Vicki: DON'TTRYTOBEFUNNY!
Bad Vicki: You said I could pick the subject!
Good Vicki: Do we ever agree on anything?
Bad Vicki: We're always agree that we disagree on everything.
Good Vicki: Pick. The. Damn. Subject.
Bad Vicki: Fine, anything that we did really bad in.
Good Vicki: Sejarah, it is.
Bad Vicki: Wait, wait, what?! Study...sejarah? Now? I take that back...what..nooo...comeon, don't be like that... something else..science..maths...anything but sejarah!
Good Vicki: =)
Bad Vicki: Come on...
Good Vicki: =)
Bad Vicki: Geography?
Good Vicki: =)
Bad Vicki: Stop smirking.
Good Vicki: =)
Bad Vicki: Fine, Sej then.
Good Vicki: =)
Bad Vicki: =(
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Bad Vicki: This is my farewell post till after that idiot exam. Hopefully I survive this 1 month with my other demented half.
Good Vicki: Get offline NOW.
Bad Vicki: Geez, I'm going, I'm going...
Sighing off,
~Bad Smartee + Good Smartee = ???
P.S. I want PMR to be like...tomorrow. =( Honestly.
P.P.S. If you don't get offline now, I swear I'll-
P.P.P.S. Okay!! Okay!!
