saturdae blues...

i hate saturdae.. if it wasnt the submission is near.. i wouldnt hae care... i would have gone out man...
hate saturdaes without steppng my foot at orchard..
went to bras basah after work... went to art fren... wow.. did sum shopping.. buy few markers... eh.. payment time.. opps.. ur nets declined.. wtf.. im so fucking embaraassed to get the cahier girl to just cancel my tansaction...lucky todae nt alot ple.. damn it sia..
wetn to queens again... wanted to take money la of coz.. then he still slping... then watch finish the damn korean dvd still nt awake... i was just trying to balance my self.. so i sumhow pressed my elbow againts his damn flat tummy.. he goes... groaning...
fuck la.. i go home ar... hm hm hm.. wtf... h chase afte me of coz i push him away,.. damn irritating.." final push" CB la.. walk up to the lift... 2 hrs later...he msg mi sorry bobo.. sorry i dun buy it oke...
another msg.. bobo dad nids my diloma cert.. im goin to take it tmr.. wat the fuck.. hu cares abt his diploma fucking shitty cert from a NON recognised PRIVATE PART SKUL>> MDIS-- MOTHER DICK INSTUTION FOR SUCKERS. fuck ass la...
but less than 5 mins.. again-- mab im too kind-well im being too contradicting... i knw... slowly i pull out my bed drawer n took out his damn CERTS! im just too SOFT- well soft in way easily to gv in to.. fuck la...