Parlez vous francais?

2010-01-15T17:05:00.000+08:00

I know you don't feel for me at all. It stings a little when I think of it. Sometimes I wish I hadn't taken the first step. Sometimes I think that what I did was stupid. Real stupid.

I saw you this morning. You acted like you didn't even know me. Maybe you were lost in your thoughts. Or maybe you just didn't want to say "hi." I really did wish you cared for me now. Not as anyone, but a friend. I miss the times we could just talk to each other. You gave me a sense of belonging too.

I remember those few days when we were together. Those few moments I treasure. Thinking back on them makes me feel cheated on. But now. Now I feel empty. I don't know if you've realised it, but I've been looking in your direction a lot lately.
When you're not there, I worry. I'm concern about you. But this feeling. I just don't know. Maybe I really feel neglected. I thought we still are friends. Or maybe it's something more... Maybe, I still like you.

You gave me words of comfort. You were there when I needed someone to talk to. But there were times when you disappointed me. I was left alone. With no one by my side. And you, the one I relied on and believed the most, walked away from me.

Everything you told me. Every word you typed to me. They are all etched in my mind-forever. I'll never forget the days that have gone by. I'll never forget how you were once my best friend. However, right now, I want you to know, I really want to just be your friend.
Just your friend

2009-12-02T21:54:00.002+08:00

Tell me the truth, even though your voice shakes.

Cause if I found out that you're lying, I'll never forgive you...

There's no distance in true love...

"Hate" is a very strong word... Use it sparingly...

"Love" is a very strong word... Tell it to me... :)

2009-11-29T02:09:00.005+08:00

"Paris est une grand ville. La ville est belle."

Living a life of hate and regrets isn't worth it.

Everytime I close my eyes, I see you playing a beautiful melody about me...

2009-11-27T14:25:00.002+08:00

I think French poems are really romantic. Here is one for my peeps. Even though you might not be able to read it, I hope you get fascinated by how French is written. I've even included the Englisg translation of the poem...

This beautiful poem, is entitled "Je vis, Je meurs."

Which literally translates into "I live, I die."

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Je vis, je meurs. je me brûle et me noie,

J'ai chaud extrême en endurant froidure ;

La vie m'est et trop molle et trop dure,

J'ai grands ennuis entremélés de joie.

Tout en un coup je ris et je larmoie,

Et en plaisir maint grief tourment j'endure,

Mon bien s'en va, et à jamais il dure,

Tout en un coup je sèche et je verdoie.

Ainsi Amour inconstamment me mène.

Et, quand je pense avoir plus de douleur,

Sans y penser je me trouve hors de peine.

Puis, quand je crois ma joie être certaine,

Et être en haut de mon désiré heur,

Il me remet en mon premier malheur.

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English version:

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I live, I die: I drown and I burn,

I endure at once extreme heat and cold;

Life is at once too soft and too hard,

I feel boredom mingled with joy.

At the same time, I laugh and I cry,

And I endure many sweet torments,

My fortune fades away, and lasts forever,

At the same time, I wither and I bloom.

Thus I suffer love's inconsistencies

And when I believe I will suffer more,

Without knowing, I find myself at peace.

Then, when I feel my joy is certain,

And I am on top of what I could wish right now,

Love casts me back into my former grief.

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If you could read French, (like moi.)

you would be able to sense how beautiful this poem really is...

But anyways, I hope you enjoyed reading it for fun... :)

2009-11-25T11:15:00.000+08:00

I want to hold you tight and tell you how much I love you...

I wanted to tell you all my secrets, but you became one instead...

Love has all the best hiding places, but I'll keep searching, till' I find it.

2009-11-12T23:55:00.001+08:00

I love my new blog skin... If I could hug the person that created it, I would... :)

Erm... My new blog inspired by Paris. I decided to change everything cause I thought the blog needed an upgrade. Hope you guys like it....

2009-11-11T23:07:00.002+08:00

Okay. I'm really starting to get annoyed....

I log on to my e-mail... "You have 11 new e-mails". I open my inbox. All of them are from Facebook... I log on to Facebook. On notifications, "(fill in name here) commented on your new relationship status." I go to my wall...

All I see are "O.O"s, "really?"s and "Walao"s.... Got problem isit? I cannot have bf isit? You want to share him with me isit? Don't want right? Then chillax lah..... Only relationship what... Not like WW3 right?

And to my special someone.... (Who I won't state in case he kenna harrass by you all)

<3<3<3

And not forgetting my fans... Love you all too....

And of course the quiet passer-bys.... I hope you like my blog.

Comment. Comment. Tagg. Tagg.

If you please.... :)

2009-10-25T20:00:00.006+08:00

Prince's Flower Shop.

Yellow's a nice colour don't you think...?

Isn't it pretty? And it's real...
Real expensive that is.

Purple flowers. They're nice...

Greenery is plenty there.

Uh... Uh...! Fishies.

There were rabbits too. But I didn't take pics. of them.

Lemons...... Can you see them?

The cacties there were my favourite. Cause they were full of colours.

Who could miss Singapore's national flower?

Sunflowers.... Aren't they pretty?

This was my favourite cacti.... You like it? I love it!

Linkies:

http://www.prince.com.sg/

2009-10-24T19:18:00.001+08:00

It was my dad's birthday today. So I baked him cupcakes. The sponge cake recipe got lost.... Long story. So I, (Yes MOI.) Made these cupcakes by myself.

Aren't they b-e-a-utiful?!?

While in the oven...

Still in the oven. You can see them rise.

Finally out...

Presentation counts. So.......

Looks good enough to it. But please. Don't drool over your computer....

2009-10-23T19:33:00.001+08:00

A moment of "MEOW"

Meow-meow b4 she bathes...

Meow-meow after she bathes..... lol.

The cat is fascinated by shadows.

"You don't have to do your homework..."

"Uhhh... Bird."

"Natta. It was just a leaf.... *sigh*"

And that closes this session of:

A moment of "MEOW"

2009-10-08T18:14:00.000+08:00

So sorry.... Long time never update... Cause I just moved house... anyways, I've settled in so I decided to update... Hope you enjoy. And remember:

KEEP THE TAGGS COMING IN!!!

2009-09-26T10:44:00.003+08:00

I dream of the perfect world.......
Where everyone is colour blind.
Where everyone shares one common language.
Where no one has to starve.
Where no wars have to happen.

I dream of the perfect world......
Where happiness is everyday.
Where kids can run around everyday and play.
Where there is no such thing as 'status'
Where no one cries.

I dream of the perfect world......
Where no one is mean to anyone.
Where there is no such a thing as discrimination.
Where there is no critisism.
Where no one will be judged for who they are.

I dream of the perfect world......
But I know it won't come to life.
For the real world is an evil place.
Where people only know what money is.
Where everyone wants to be the best.

I dream of the perfect world......
But all I can think of now,
Is of a better tomorrow.
Where everything doesn't get worse than today........

2009-09-17T22:52:00.001+08:00

Darkness. It surrounds me.
I'm alone.
Someone's there. I know it.
But I just can't see who is it.

I stand there not knowing what to do.
Fear swallows me whole.
I'm afraid.
But I won't admit it.

I don't know why but I hear laughter.
But they're not my own.
They're my friends'.Laughing.
All of them are. All at once.

I try to scream.
I open my mouth.
But nothing comes out.

I squat down. Hugging my legs.
And telling myself over and over again.
"I'll be alright. I'll be alright."
But I know that's not true...

I'm just lying to myself.
Even I know it.
I just don't want to admit that I'm alone.

I look up.
Tears flowing from my eyes.
My vision's blur.
But I make out a hand.
It's reaching out to me!

I reach up to grab it.
But I just grasp thin air.
I fall backwards as I realise.

That no one's really there.........

2009-09-16T23:19:00.000+08:00

The poem above depicts a dark part of my life.

There was once when I felt that I was alone.

But I lived in self deception.

The first verse is about my friends being there.

(not my 09' friends.)

But not being able to help me.

The second verse is pretty straightforward.

It just means that I was afraid, but did not admit it.

The third verse has a hidden meaning.

It means that I made my friends laugh to cover up my feelings of sadness.

Thus, I hear my friends' laughter and not my own.

In the fourth and fifth verse, I breakdown.

It's the part of my life when I really needed help.

Self-deceit is once again seen in verse 5 and 6.

The seventh verse tells readers that I really am emotional.

You could say that the vision was blur due to the tears.

But if you're more imaginative, you would say that I couldn't see my future.

Or where I was going...

In the eighth verse, a hand is seen.

It represents the false hope given to me.

The last line refers to me being very very alone........

I think loads of people can relate to this poem as lots of us have such lonely moments in our lives.Erm. If you want to use it, please credit me, Stephanie.And if you like it, give a shout-out in my C-box and I'll make more poems....

2009-09-15T22:57:00.000+08:00

Dwags and dude-ettes.

For once, I'm completely blank

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................

.......

....

As in really completely blank...

So much has happened during the past few days, that I'm blank....

I'm thinking. But my mind's empty...

It's like everthing is going in a flash.

But nothing's popping out...

Ideas come to me that way.

Be it stories or jokes.

They usually just come out that way.

*POP!*

And the ideas are fully formed, right in front of me.

They can't be forced out...

So it's not my fault.

Maybe I'll wait.

Write again later...

When an idea comes out....

2009-09-09T21:03:00.002+08:00

I'm so sorry to tell ya'll peeps, but I'm gonna be transferred to another school at the end of the year.... Which school? Not sure. But my mum has already paid the rent for the new house. Erm. I'm not sure if I'll be in school during the after-exam period as my house's really really far from Dover.

If I go to NTSS from my new home.......

I'll have to take an LRT from my house to Chua Chu Kang.

Change tracks from LRT to MRT.

From Chua Chu Kang MRT, I'll have to go to Jurong East MRT.

From Jurong East MRT, I'll have to change tracks again to the green line.

I'll have to travel to Clementi. (as I sooo DO NOT want to walk...)

Following that I'll take a bus.

THEN>>> I'll finally reach school......

*Phew* That was a long ride. God knows how early I'll have to wake up... But that's not the point... The point is that I'll be transferring. But I do not want any of ya'll to go wailing, or crying, or whining, or in the very least getting mad about it. We still have a couple of weeks of being in each others company, and I want all of us to treasure the time we have.

Here's from me. To the people that love me.

I'll miss you all!

:) :) :) :) :)

2009-08-25T18:04:00.000+08:00

Here's a quikie from Stephanie... Thanks to all who have given me b'dae presents. And a special thanks to Briana for giving me 2 presents. Also, thank you-s go out to well wishers and card givers. (That means you Esmeralda.)

Also, thank you to San for her 'teachers day' present... Those who know me should understand this joke, which is not really funny... Pickachu, love the mini vacum. Inez and Yi Xin, although your presies were very last, they are still appreciated.

Of course early thank you-s to those who forgot my b'dae but are still getting me belated presents. I will wait patiently for the presents. But if you happily forget fot too long, I will splash paint at your door and write... "(Fill in name here.) you don't think I forgot... OPGP" [OPPP means Owe Presents Give Present] Just kidding lah...

And of course, looking forward to the next year when I turn 15... Which is like so close to my sweet 16.

2009-08-15T10:07:00.002+08:00

This game is like the coolest cube game ever! It's kinda 3D so you get the full feeling... Erm. Enjoy!

http://www.digyourowngrave.com/cube-field-flash-game/

This is another fun game. With only 1 level... 1 very long level... A word of advice if you want to play it... Read the name of the level before starting.

http://www.notdoppler.com/thisistheonlylevel.php

All games have been tested personally by yours truly, The Psycho Bunny.

2009-08-07T20:13:00.002+08:00

Okay. I'll really be quick for this... The Evil Cat is not too bad for now... He isn't trying to kill me. And we're getting along fine. Although Stephanie keeps bringing The Evil Cat to me and leaving him in front of me. She says it's a way to make us get along... I did try to act not afraid in front of The Evil Cat. I think he was more scared of me than I was of him...

Scaredy Cat!

2009-07-31T16:14:00.007+08:00

Okay. I tried. Really, really hard... But The Evil Cat has done nothing much other than sleeping and eating. Other than the occasional scene of trying to kill me, which Stephanie doesn't believe in... The Evil Cat is pretty 'guai'.

Look at him. It's like he OWNS the seat.
And I'm not even allowed to sit on it. And he gets it as a bed... That's tad unfair...

Awww... Look at that cute-xy wittle face... NOT!

But anyways, the day that The Evil Cat showed his Evil self came... And it was ugly.

Stephanie got herself cut while playing with that furball.

*Ouch* But on second thoughts, serves her right... That's what you get for not listening to moi. Stephanie was pretty mad about it. And so she reinforced a punishment for The Evil Cat- Water. (Which I did not think would work) But boy-oh-boy... You should have seen the cat when it got sprayed with water. He was like "Meow. Meow. MEOW!!!". And I was like "Ha. Ha. Ha. And another Ha. Just for fun". However, The Evil Cat still stays.

And my life will still be in danger...

2009-07-23T21:21:00.005+08:00

The Evil Cat was at it again.... He tried to kill me... I'm so cute. I simply don't understand how he would think of such thoughts, but he did!!! Stephanie had accidentally left her room door open, (she keeps the cat in her room, but I'm not even allowed in there...) and he happily grabbed the opportunity to assassinate moi....

He was staring at me with his EVIL eyes. And really, I could tell he was going to kill me any moment....! But anyways, just as I was about to die, Stephanie came out of the kitchen and shooed the Evil Cat back into her room. I'll rather the Evil Cat stay in there while I'm safely in my cage... And remember...

The Evil Cat is EVIL!!!

2009-07-22T16:09:00.007+08:00

Okay. As I said, I went on a mission... And it was not at all an easy job... I am now in the mist of finalising my photos. But I do know that lots of my psychotic fans out there are curious to know how the Evil Cat looks like... And so here are a few pictures to start...

Lurking in the shadows...

Look at how evil he is...!

Oh yeah... You think he is asleep...

But in fact he is thinking of evil plans in his brain...

EVIL PLANS I TELL YOU!

Look at him staring at you! How evil his eyes are...

But anyways, you get the idea... He is up to nothing good... Nothing good at all... And one last thing....

BEWARE OF THE EVIL CAT!!!

2009-07-18T16:19:00.003+08:00

*Sigh* These few days very sian... You know what Stephanie got? She got a new cat, Emerald... She claims that it's only temporary, and that the cat would be gone in a few months time. But I think that the evil cat is going to take over my place and Stephanie would completely forget about me.... *SOBS*

But anyway, I've got a plan... I'm going to take pictures of the evil cat while it's doing evil things. Then, I could show the pictures to Stephanie and she would find out how evil the cat really is... And then Stephanie would say that I had save her from an evil cat and she would thank me for my bravery and feed me more chocolate. And everyone would live happily ever after without the evil cat, Emerald...

Hehehe...

2009-07-17T14:34:00.000+08:00

Okay... I'm tired of the annoying people who keep going to my Cbox saying "Update more often leh...." Would you people be more patient?!? You think that it's easy keeping everyone happie? It's not. So, shush...!

Next, if you do not like my Mixpod, there are many simple ways to solve that problem. Stop the music my blog is playing and open your own Media Player... Or, if you find that too troublesome, look up to the top right hand side of your screen. Do you see the lil' box with an 'X' in it? Yes? Then click on it. Problem solved! Or, if you are too retarded to do such a "difficult" thing, just hold the keys Alt+F4.

But really, not happie, don't visit loh... Not like I bought a gun, went to your house and said, "Post a comment on my blog or DIEEE!!!" and then pulled the trigger at your Mr Murfey... (To all pea-brains out there that are wondering what a Mr Murfey is, it usually is a teddy bear...)

Enough of the sarcasms. I once again would like to thank all (with the exception of The Joker) who posted a comment on my Cbox. And to 'The Joker', if you're wondering why you don't have a 'Thank you" from me, go ask your pea-brain...

And let's just hope you don't sprain it while doing so....

2009-07-11T12:11:00.002+08:00

This post is specially written for all my psychotic fans out there, who have been supporting me from the start of my blog.... My entries have greatly been encouraged by my viewers.

Anyways, I really would like to thank Briana. Thank you for starting me off with my cbox and mix-pod. Also, you have been a really great friend to Stephanie and she often tells me about you. You have unintentionally given me very interesting ideas with your blurness, and that's not an insult.

San. You're not too bad yourself. I always laugh when Stephanie re-tells your jokes to me. You also have brighten her life in more than one way. You're everything Stephanie could ask for- a great friend.

And Jin Hong. I don't know if you and your walnut brain understand the fact that I, the oh-so-smart, lovable, cute, furry and not to say Psychotic Bunny have been writing these posts, and not Stephanie. But... I thank you for the continuous messages on my Cbox. (I don't know if yakking with San is supporting my blog.... But anyways...)

And to all my other fans who do not comment regularly, or do not comment at all, I still appreciate it very much for visiting. And to all visitors who just happen to 'pass by', (even if you do not know me, The Psycho Bunny, or Stephanie) do still leave a comment in the Cbox.

It will still be thanked for.

Special thanks from The Psychotic Bunny.

2009-07-10T14:50:00.005+08:00

[Don't tell Stephanie, but I took a peak at her diary.]

I do not understand why some people care so much about what others think of them. I know second opinions are important, but only constructive comments should be said. And cruel criticism should be kept to one's own self.

As for me, I do criticise. But I criticise in a nice way. I give you the the truth and the truth hurts. But I always remind you that it is my plain opinion and you should not follow it if you think it is wrong.

And even though I do not like criticism, some people still do criticise me. But I will always tell myself that only the words of those who care for me truly matter. And rarely but fairly, I do tell those people that critisise, "Words don't hurt, words kill." And if it was not the matter that I know what is best for myself, I dare not imagine what might have happened to me all because of those brute people.

"Stand up for yourself and what you think is right.

For most people don't, and that's when they loose out."

Taken from: Stephanie's Diary.

2009-07-06T11:45:00.006+08:00

I know its been a while since I last posted, but I don't have all that time now... Stephanie keeps hogging the computer when I have the time to post and when I do not the have the time... Well, I simply can't post.

Anyways, from now on, I will do something in for all the nice blogs or websites out there that have not been truly discovered. For every week, I will introduce 1 blog to all of my psychotic fans out there. And for every week that I miss, I will make up for the next week.

Which means that if I do not have the time on week 2nd and can't post, I will introduce 2 blogs or websites on the 3rd week. Get it?

Anyways, for this week, I'll introduce 2 blogs just to make up for the number of days I haven't posted... Must follow the link hor... Must arh...

http://www.elsonmusicempire.blogspot.com/

and

http://www.elsonsoh.blogspot.com/

Here's a lil' bit about Elson Soh. He is a rising star and already has 2 albums and was even voted as the most kissable guy. I've seen him in person and he is tall, not too say humble. And you should see his complexion.... It's just like in the posters.

Do give him your support, because he needs it.

2009-06-29T17:05:00.004+08:00

The holidays have ended, and my owner has gone back to school. H1N1 has taken a toll on Singapore with more than 500 cases. (Reported yesterday, 28th June) *Sigh* Now, Stephanie has to have her temperature taken twice each day. And she has been grumbling and grumbling all day. To whom none other than me... Sometimes I think she's better in school than at home. At least I can get some peace...

But really. Practice good hygiene habits. It has not been certified that animals would not catch it. And if Stephanie gets it, and the H1N1 virus mutilates and I get the H1N1 virus... I know who to look for. Like please lah. Boys being boys, you all don't wash your hands after going to the lil' boys room. (A.k.a The toilet.) Research has shown that 97% of boys say that they have washed their hands after going to the lil' boys room. 93% of them are lying... (Yeah. I know. EWWW!) And girls. I hope you all are better than human boys. The boys in my colony (the rabbit colony) are very very hygienic. So there is no need to worry about us. I think you should worry more about yourselves...

But anyway, point is be hygienic and don't do touchy-touchy with other people-

if you know what I mean...

2009-06-24T15:30:00.004+08:00

Sorry for not posting yesterday... Stephanie kept hogging the computer saying that she had a project that was going to be dued. Like please, I might be a rabbit, but I still have brains loh... It's the school holidays right now. (Although it's going to end soon.) So, Stephanie should not have any projects loh... More like playing games, going online to update some profile or chatting with her friends through the web.

I HAVE TO UPDATE MY BLOG FOR

MY FANS, OKAY?

But anyways, I just wanted to write about todays' weather... No. I'm not doing small talk. We have not had such a cold cold weather since... I don't know when. But it has been a very, very long time. *smiles*

Another thing---- Do you think students are going to have extended holidays? [Feel free to answer this question in the Cbox. ] Cause if they are, then that would mean Stephanie will be staying at home more often. And that would mean more time with me, The Psycho Bunny. But it also would mean that I would have to fight over the computer more often. *Sigh*

I don't really know if extended

holidays are a good idea...

2009-06-22T13:40:00.002+08:00

Today, Stephanie came back home while I was surfing the net. But she didn't even scold me... (She normally does scold me. Saying that I'll make history for being the first myopic bunny...) Yeah. I know. *Gasp* So, being the nice, lovable, cuddly, adorable not to say smart and furry bunny that I am, I asked her what had happened. As I had guessed, it was related to her CCA, basketball .

Talking about Stephanie's CCA, she plays for the school team as number 14. She plays as centre or back. (And I'm proud of her achievements.) She didn't even know how to shoot properly at the beginning of the year... So, it's pretty great. And yes, I have seen her play...

Getting back to the subject, Stephanie had actually almost fainted during training. This shows how tough her training is. She also told me that in Primary 1, she had actually fainted... Anyways, she didn't scold me as she did not have the strength to do so. And feeling guilty, I switched off the computer without her telling me to. (Awwwww....) Yeah. I know-

I'm the best pet in the world...

2009-06-21T19:00:00.000+08:00

Today, I was really, really, REALY bored at home. So, I secretly accompanied Stephanie to Pulau Ubin. You should know, I'm a Garfield double. So, I don't exercise. I thought that "Pulau Ubin" was some kind of eatery of some sort... But it turned out to be an island off the coast of Singapore. *Sigh* But anyway, I was in Stephanie's backpack so I did not do much walking. and I took some pretty pictures too...

We took a boat there.

I took this picture while I was on another boat.

Sea water as it splashed up from the sea.

Ubin looks like this. Well, at least part of it does...

Oh, Look! Pretty rock formations...

And then, before you could even say your ABCs backwards,
we started our journey to the beach.

There were roads...

and trees...

And then, there were more roads.

And when we finally reached the beach,
what a disappoinment!

This was all we saw- ROCKS... *Sigh*

But I did see a nice swing though.

And then, before heading home, I had a coconut drink.

2009-06-21T18:34:00.007+08:00

I took some other pictures during my trip to Pulau Ubin. And after reviewing them, I think I'm going to change my job. From being an Easter Bunny to being the first rabbit photographer...

The sun today was merciless.

I liked the senery there. It was very calming.

Palm trees are very common there.

Here is a picture taken from Ubin's jetty.

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And my favourite...

I love this sign because at the end, it says "Take Care".
Somewhat psycho to me.

2009-06-20T19:16:00.005+08:00

Got some links here.

Extremely addictive games. Some of my favourites. Please be patient and allow the games some time to load.
Playing with Fire 2

Click here to play this game

http://www.digyourowngrave.com/magnet-towers/

Frat Boy Blind Date Horror

Click here to play this game

2009-06-20T13:23:00.001+08:00

You know, I was thinking all day. Why do humans think that rabbits have an easy life? It is sooo not that simple, okay... Like, how do you think I got so fat? Well, yeah. It's partially because of the chocolate. But do you think that my owner gives me enough food to eat!? Of course she does- NOT! So, I take charge. (As I always do.) I make a living for myself. How? You ask. Well, I become the cuddly, lovable, furry, friendly and not to say sweet, Easter Bunny. (How else do you think those easter eggs get delivered?) Eggs certainly DO NOT have legs. So someone has to deliver them right??? And of course, thanks to my awesomeness, all kids in Singapore have their easter eggs...

I pretty much have the toughest job on Earth. Like, imagine- an Easter without eggs! Wouldn't that be a disaster, a catastrophe, a total calamity!!! Oi. What about you? Yeah you. That boy over there in a white T-shirt. I can see you from here. So don't try to be funny... You come and tell me that Easter is only celebrated once a year. How about you? You just sit on your backside- study, study, study. What good does that do? I never go to school, still so smart. And I contribute to society... Better than you right?!?

So, in a whole, I'm trying to imply that rabbits certainly don't have an easy life. And please, Stephanie, if you're reading this,

FEED ME MORE FOOD!!!

Preferably carrots, candy or chocolate...

2009-06-19T21:04:00.001+08:00

Okay. First things first. I'm The Psycho Bunny. I write about anything and everything on my blog. And you have no rights to criticize anything that I write. The simple reason being that this is my blog and it belongs to me. Comments are welcomed though.

About me.

I live with my owner Stephanie. And her mum and grandmother. I love chocolate and candy since the day Stephanie introduced them to me. Which was like when I was 2 months old.... I was coincidencely born on the same day and month my owner was born on- 25th August.

And, so what if I'm not even 1 year old? I'm smart. I can do anything I want to. I live my life the way I want it to be.

And there's nothing you can do about it.

2009-06-18T16:23:00.011+08:00

Meet me, The Psycho Bunny, for the first time.

Aren't I adorable? But still, I'm psycho...

Hello world. I'm The Psycho Bunny.

Don't I look great on camera?

*Sigh* I think that's all for today. I'm tired.

Uhhh... But since you put it that way...

*Munch* *Munch* *Munch*

Okay. Too much carrot. I feel sick.