♥ Saturday, September 24, 2005
another one of those
me: mastan, why dunt u use the money to buy assesment books instead of all those lousy wrestling cards???
mastan: cannot cannot! allergic allergic!!
Me:..........
my brother is the whackiest wacko around.
hes capable of making me luff till my bladders burst.
hes even whackier then whacko jacko.
and my sister insist that she's the one who did the pillar design
for the new national library.
i think its another one of her insane hallucinations.
but she's really convinced that she did it.
have yet to check it out though.
another wacko.
im so surrounded by morons.
and my bf spent half of his day slacking at home with my brother playing
dungeons and dragons.
while i spent my time trying to be a distraction to anyone in my face.
you whackos better appreciate me before its too late!
me: mastan, why dunt u use the money to buy assesment books instead of all those lousy wrestling cards???
mastan: cannot cannot! allergic allergic!!
Me:..........
my brother is the whackiest wacko around.
hes capable of making me luff till my bladders burst.
hes even whackier then whacko jacko.
and my sister insist that she's the one who did the pillar design
for the new national library.
i think its another one of her insane hallucinations.
but she's really convinced that she did it.
have yet to check it out though.
another wacko.
im so surrounded by morons.
and my bf spent half of his day slacking at home with my brother playing
dungeons and dragons.
while i spent my time trying to be a distraction to anyone in my face.
you whackos better appreciate me before its too late!
XOXO,
7:30:00 AM
7:30:00 AM
♥ Thursday, September 22, 2005
Jeepers Creepers
was chatting wif lynn about our poly days.
all those kentalan moments.photo taking sessions.
how u gundus used to put me in the center for every picture.
me and my braces and squirrel face.wah piang.look like shit.
still can take so many pictures.wahlauey.
we even pluck bouganvillas(i dun noe how to fucking spell it) frm roadsides for ear decorations!
look! gasp!jeeper creepers!
was chatting wif lynn about our poly days.
all those kentalan moments.photo taking sessions.
how u gundus used to put me in the center for every picture.
me and my braces and squirrel face.wah piang.look like shit.
still can take so many pictures.wahlauey.
we even pluck bouganvillas(i dun noe how to fucking spell it) frm roadsides for ear decorations!
look! gasp!jeeper creepers!
XOXO,
4:54:00 AM
4:54:00 AM
♥ Sunday, September 18, 2005
excuse me, while i tend to my emotions for awhile
why are weekends so short?
oh why oh why am i only twenty?
sometimes i wish im old and rich enough to get married.
and that feroz is 5 or 6 years older then me.
then i ll get to see him everyday after work.
sigh.
its 15 mins into his booked-in time and i missed him already.
this routine is getting tiring.
and frustrating and irritating.
i fucking hate mondays to thursdays.
i hate to go on msn on weekdays cause he wunt be there to disturb me.
i hate to go anywhere cause everywhere reminds me of him.
i hate to look at my hp cause i see him smiling back at me.
i hate to go out with him on sundays cause we ll both be horribly depress when its time to go home.
i hate to hug him goodbye cause it ll only make me wanna cry all the time!!!
i hate to do anything cause everything i do reminds me of him.
and its so oh fuckin depressing!!
we might as well get married!!
muhammad feroz, if u ever get to read this post on friday,
i am telling u,
after all tiring emotions that im going thru thanks to ur stinking face..
u better marry me..
or else,
i ll leave ur head on the sidewalk of serangoon mrt station behind the 853 bus stop!
and the rest of ur body parts shall go to the tuas incinerator!
*bluek*
why are weekends so short?
oh why oh why am i only twenty?
sometimes i wish im old and rich enough to get married.
and that feroz is 5 or 6 years older then me.
then i ll get to see him everyday after work.
sigh.
its 15 mins into his booked-in time and i missed him already.
this routine is getting tiring.
and frustrating and irritating.
i fucking hate mondays to thursdays.
i hate to go on msn on weekdays cause he wunt be there to disturb me.
i hate to go anywhere cause everywhere reminds me of him.
i hate to look at my hp cause i see him smiling back at me.
i hate to go out with him on sundays cause we ll both be horribly depress when its time to go home.
i hate to hug him goodbye cause it ll only make me wanna cry all the time!!!
i hate to do anything cause everything i do reminds me of him.
and its so oh fuckin depressing!!
we might as well get married!!
muhammad feroz, if u ever get to read this post on friday,
i am telling u,
after all tiring emotions that im going thru thanks to ur stinking face..
u better marry me..
or else,
i ll leave ur head on the sidewalk of serangoon mrt station behind the 853 bus stop!
and the rest of ur body parts shall go to the tuas incinerator!
*bluek*
XOXO,
5:43:00 AM
5:43:00 AM