dear readers

dear readers-- if anione really read this blog.. is ther? i dun tink so...
i tink i bore u guys with all the DANIEL DANIEL DANIEL...
its always abt him nhim n him... tink i like him so much tt i have to talk abt him everydae... bitching, apologising.. bla bla...
damn it.., i cant believe it...

constipation day...

damni forgot to talk abt it.. damn it..
habent shit for like 2 days...
mayb didnt drink enuf water...
listened to euphi.. tink water will help.. i drank a bottle just nw.. n now waiting for the rite moment...
stomach whirling nw.. soon..................hmmmm

shitted..

todae he gave me a surprise man..
its just a little surprise visit...
@ first he wasnt able to fetch mi on time.. then he suddenly appear in the bus.
i was.. shocked.. n happi of course...

he called at nite asking mi the harbourville hotel tel no
hw the hell i knw the tel no.. he tinks im the yellow page.. do i look like one?
his uncles r cuming to sgp mayb tmr... they goin to stay over...
again.. will go drinking.. damn it i hate it... y must he alwasy entertain them
he could but y must drink as much as they did? damn it i hate him...
mayb he should saty at hm n take care of the kids, do household chores etc n im the one hu makes the money
isnt tt just perfect
in tt wae i wun have to worry tt he will have affair etc animore...
mayb i shld chain him-- no no mayb i shld put the wire fence--with electric ard it so whenever he wans to fleet he cant...
damn.. im a psycho bitch.

constipation day

thursday...
got up damn early...
submission of packaging..
my piggy finally is done...



ehhehe
btw didnt tok to daniel.. mayb i should.. may b not better
its better this wae..
he hates mi better rather than theo ther wae round...
well bitching is really my profession i guess...
damn it
still have portfolio n flash to finish...
argh... damn i hate lasalle.. i hate dsign skuls...
if onli i have studied harder... i mite... i donno end up wher?
i hate business...
mayb i will go hospitality or nursing.. i love to nurse sick ple.. taking care f them i dun mind wiping old ahpeks or old ah mah's ass.. i dun mind chaning diepers for babies...
heard frm charmaine.. alot hot young uni grads-doctor-to be intern at the hosp.. damn it.. when i was young. i use to dream abt being a nurse n marry a doctor.. how perfect...

now..im a fucking loser designer... hu mite just marry a businesman(HIM) of course n mayb have tons of kids---which is imposible though--i dun like children.. n mayb stay at hm, cook, clean hs, a stupid tai2 hu waits for the husband to cum hm every evening frm work... n being kept in the dark abt the affair he has outside... damn it.. i dun wan tt kind of life....
i wan to earn my own, n of course spend his... heheh
damn i wan a nunlimited credit card...
i nid an AMERICAN EXPRESS

damn it....i hate myself. i wan to change...