The awaited arrival of Martha. All bow. Now.
Hellluuuu...it is I, Martha, the Queen. Since Clyde has already introduced me, I won't say much for now (except that I'm really gorgeous. Trust me!!). Plus my internet card is running out.
As for my part in this whole project of martha and clyde's, I'll be providing vital information about the wannabes and try-hards from my beloved country - Brunei - where the kids roam free, unfortunately, while also giving a physical real-life demonstration on how sad kids can be when they try too hard to be something considered "cool" and "popular". I'll save the surprise for later. Other than that, I will also be sharing my personal rantings on my hatred for almost everything (and by everything, i really mean things that are related to the human race. Mainly of the white type. So I'm weird? The sue me and stick a fork through my eye, I don't care...forks don't hurt me.)
Okay before I go completely lame, I'll stop now.
"Those weapons of mass destruction have got to be somewhere." - George W. Bush (March 24, 2004)