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Saturday, March 31, 2007

smells fishy

she started to smell sumting fishy... she tried to test mi out... she tot i told her bro abt the clubbnign n smoking shit...
ur fucking brother read the fucking msg on my fucking fone.. well i dun nid to announce to the whole world i knw.. its like hell...
its all for ur own good i would sae..
its sounds irritating i knw.. but just couldnt help i.. there's no other word i can think best rite nw...
after so many shit happened.. i realise one thing...
how my other sisters feel abt having a fucking sister like me...
ALL the REBEL shit i've been thru... all the shits... nw i finally can really feel it...
i treat her like my own fucking sister.. even better... my youngest sis dun gv mi probs.. so i dun have to worry- instead she is out there worrying abt mi all teh time.. damn.. sorry sis...

applying of skuls.
pls make an initiative to aply. instead of goin out n spend money y not just apply the shit foirst then play al u wan.. im nt trying to lecture here... i dont have the right to i knw.. but im just concern.. ur BIG brother is actually very concern abt u... he always ask mi shits abt u.. do u knw?

if ur dad cals, how am i goin to tell him? of coz i said nothing...
well, he knws everything.. but still the same isnt it.. mayb i shldnt have met ur bro so he wouldnt have read the msgs... n better yet no one knws...

***, i've been there done tt.. i was 16-17 once.. i knw.. curiosity kills the bloody cat.. just bcareful oke... i dun care if u hate mi or wad for spilling n ruining everything.. most impt ur trust... i just cant take it... i love n care for u.. i just dun wan ani shit happen to u...
peace out...

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...