The spectacle i used to wear. It's crack.
It's always like dat i really hate it. I ran to my room. My door slam shut. I kicked my pillow and i pulled it back.
I scream like a lunatic. I look right into my mirror and my cosmetic blurred my eyes. I squeezed the teddy bear.
I saw it suffocating. I laughed. I did dat all because of. My blog. It's spoil. So I make a new one. Wait before dat.
I wanna slap myself for ruining it. And i wanna thanks Levina for the effort of my new blogskins.
But i don't really favor it. So i'm sorry. Ya. Erm. Anyway. It've been a long time since i changed my skin. Ohh. Okay.
I hate Plastic bags. To mii most of them look so auntie. I prefer paper bags. Foods are smile. But fats are frown.
I'm so happy dat i found this skin. My feet brings mii dancing out of my room. My finger stretch itself forcing the gate open.
The brains works. Calling the key. Anyway. In short. I just physically opened the door. My neighbor call for mii.
And he was awarded a big tight slap. Okay. This is so random. Overall watt i mean is i was happy. = . =".
This is my signature face. = . =" I love fullstops. No commas in my life. A full sentence and a fullstops.
A quick start and a quick end. Between the quick. It must be Slow. Commas tells everybody. It's still continuing.
And i don't like. 3RD of march is the first time my belly-button was tied. And of course it's also my last. Presently.
I've got Good boyfriend. Good brothers. Good family. Good seniors. Good studies. Good life. And a good type of Body shampoo.
My Soap is luminous. But i don't see my skin glitter nor shine. The promoter lied.
Okay saying about boyfriend. Love life. Still young. Enjoying. No comment :]
And brothers. School life. Hand-in-hand. Smiling. The-guys-without-mouth. They nvr tell my secret. Yes they do.
Among themself. My unglamorous attitude and doings. They tease and laugh. Calling names and insult.but we're still best friend
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Best brothers. And it's for life. I love each other :] Sound so gay! Pornographic. Dota. Babes. Maths. Basketball. They could score A.
Family. We're all weirdos. I've a sister and one mum and dad. Just like everybody. My mum is chio. But my dad are not.
My dad are humorous but my mum are not. My sister and mii are very different. In everyting. Find out for yaself
Seniors. Basically it's all regent seniors. May it be LSC. Basketball. Library. Chior. Handball. Redcross. Etc. Juniors rock too.
Studies. No preference. Watt given is watt to be known. Everyday i'll be staying in the library till 5 evening. Do drop by and say hii!
LIFE! Ohh ya. Read my everyday!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Today. Went to sakae sushi. Wit. JF. YC. Ah rain. Den. Play play play. Chat chat chat. Saw Edmund. And Kaiqing. Coincidentally. Mum and Ben called. After awhile no battery. Opps. Hahahs. I forgotten to start from morning. I woke up. Quite late. Den blog and stuff. Den tidy up. Mop floor. Meet them. Ah rain late. Den YC was looking at the newspaper he brought. And JF was looking around. Thinking watt should we eat later. Of course. This explains his size la. Den after the Breakfast-lunch-dinner. We walk walk. Uhh. YC went to his chalet le. Den we say about random and random stuff. Damon was rotting at home. Being a thrifty and super nanny! Looking after his brother. Erm. So when we're on the way home. Thanks for sending mii. Half-way home = . =" Hahas. I realise dat JF is so racist. a uncle behind him. Open his arm. Signaling to mii he wanted to hug JF = . = ". Rain is just the opposite. He love the bangla behind him. He lean close to him. Trying his best to seduce him. I really wanna puke. Due to the bangla smell. Due to rain behaviour. Due to the amount of food i really ate. Lastly. Due to JF face. :] Hahahas. But i control it. I nvr puke. Thanks to myself! I prayed hard to my god! i'm a free-thinker. i onii tink of myself! But i'm Not free :]
PS: No more PS. I've no comment. Regard everyting. Anymore. Because we're not constant. Because. It's not up to mii. When i'm trying hard to get use to the easy life. Ya easily took mii back to the hard life. It's just like: One day. We're taking MRT. Ya claim dat ya help mii up when i fall into the railway track. But. Ya're the one dat pushed mii down. Ya're the one dat make mii fall. It's rightful dat ya should help mii up. REPHRASE* Ya shouldn't even pushed mii in the first place. For my own safety. I was standing behind the yellow line!
Labels: Seniors. They sucks = . =".
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