
nisa & i. somewhere in the airport. HAHA U DUNNO WHERE RITE? (okay pls just let me have my way). n yes, nisa has a nice outfit on. duh its mine. (somehow people always look better in my clothes than i do)
daddy got me a new Barbie. the one in the purple top. she's my best friend.I FEEL SICK.havent slept properly in days. no, i'm not showing off at how FUCKING STUDIOUS AND HARDWORKING i am. fuck it, god knows i'm not.
& i'm not fucking smart.
my own mother says i must study twice as hard to fucking b on par with fucking everyone.
so dont fucking tell me i'm fucking being unreasonable.
dont fucking ask me how's me & khai
dont fucking ask me how's me n my friends
dont act like you fucking care.
its like those fucked up number patterns. only i dont get any marks for getting it right.NO ITS NOT A FUCKING EMO CATCH PHRASE.
I FUCKING MADE IT UP MYSELF.
& my dear principal, if you happen to read this, just go tell you friends i'm not from your school. yes its that easy.
its injustice how when someone makes a mistake, instant forgiveness is expected. oh & guess what, i even gave a bonus of him taking his own sweet time to learn his lesson.
sayang punye pasal..
then now what? i chose the wrong words & i've starting a fucking world war us? HELLO.
i didnt even MEAN it.
you KNOW its obviously fucking sarcasm.
you (my blog viewers) know what? i think i'm suffering from an addiction. an addiction to STRESS. like i'll always put my bloody heart on the line just for the pleasure to get it all ripped apart. HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA. oh! and when i study, i wont get sated til i go bonkers. like now.
my finger bled from writing too much. well not exactly. at first it was a blister. well i hate blisters. so i scratched n peeled. oooo n blood came out. (its sadistic, NOT emoshit) so, unable to grip my pen properly without me cringing, i shifted my work to the computer. i'm doing geog anyway. i think its much bttr this way. cos i can actually research on tourism n stuff.
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. hey i'm not laughing, i'm just putting a series of H's and A's together. got a problem with that?
oh iri n i made up
& me, deprived of sleep, got all emoshit n promised him a pizza hut treat.
yeah, it's not much.
but before that i had already promised ikmal, nurul, nadz, zul n khai all pizza hut treats.
(sadly) there goes my hari raya money.
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12:02 PM on Tuesday, October 31, 2006