Friday, February 5, 2010
Firstly, IM FUCKING glad ive already got new pair of contact lenses! i cn now see the world!! the moment i wore those contact lenses i say ,"Hello World!" . -.-'' okay, iknow, am being pathetic right now. And That is because someone fucking pissed me off earlier. Damn! ive should just follow efa and haris jason maraz. okay, i know, you all will be like, " siow uh ni pompan , kejap happy , kejap mara." hahaha.
the storyline for today goes like this. initial plan for today was to go bugis and shop , shop, shop. setted our alarm clocks at 10 in the morning. but in end.... yup²! you got it right, eventually we woke up at 4 in the afternoon. cant help it, our dreams wont let us go. so, by then, darda aka our motherfucker, had to go off to work. so, left me and my stupid younger sisterfucker , efa all alone at home. we on the dvd player watch a quarter of this one show then we decided to just off it and had a small talk. everytime we both were together , there MUST be a story to talk about. and i mean NEVER ENDING STORY. so, ate the food that darda's mum cooked, and fyi, i ate half a plate, but efa ate double of the plate and her stomach still hungry. what kind of stomach is that?o.O wierd but true. and scary. Then, we suddenly decided to go tamp to buy my contact lenses, since we're free. so get ready, about 7 off to tamp. bought my needs then took the train to bugis since efa was so eager to buy new dresses. reached, ate long john , and btw, am not the one eating but instead it was efa. see? told ya her stomach's wierd. damn wierd! then after that head to money-stealer-place which also known as bugis street. -.-' efa shop all she wanted like as if that place was her daddyfucker's place. nbcb. then , about 10, Dinesh called wanted to go jb. wanted to just ask him go by himself , but i forgot that his passport was with me. -.-' so, waited for Haris Jason Maraz to come and pick us up and they sent me to simei mrt then meet Dinesh.
the annoying part starts right here..
met Dinesh, and he told me his "some-kind-important-FRIENDS" asked to meet up at the very last minute. i mean, he all the way rushed me down to simei and at last! he wanted to go somewhere else. tell me, who on earth would be happy if that kind of sitution occurs to their life? NOONE! Argh! pathetic, idiotic, Cheebai-tic! okay², enough venting my anger. so, called bobo and meet him at whitesands macdonald. all the way through slacking with bobo , Dinesh keep on texting me " sabar k syg... kejap k syg... jgn mara k syg...." wahpiang! Limpehkalikong! cb cb.... after awhile, decide to head back home and so, now, got nothing to do, and that Dinesh asked me to wait for him till his done with his "some-kind-of-important-business" then , he wanted meet me. tried to sleep but you know i cant sleep without my BABIes right.? so, end up here, vent my anger out. Blardie hell. If only the that-one never that-one to the that-one, Dinesh wouldnt go to the that-one problem sia.............nabueeeei teng²! FUCK TO THAT-ONE SIA!
yesterday, went to his small race. and yup² , he won. and the funny part was , the guy who loose to Dinesh still have the cheek to do superman on his bike? -.-'haiyoyo thambi. and we came like only four of us? but they came about 10 of them? we were like the fantastic four , eh NO² ! more to PATHETIC FOUR. haha. and Dinesh is "the thing" cause he actually said that he got muscles only that his muscles he kept it at home. -.-' lame nyer kao!!! did i told you that day i heard Dinesh talks in chinese with colin? i thought i heard wrongly, but nope, He sure did. he's really a multi-racial guy. i wonder when will i can get to listen to him talking in tamil. ^.^ his dad said, he could. haha.
ok lah, done typing. suddenly i feel hungry. better check the fridge if there's anything i could fill my stomach with. toodles. !
the storyline for today goes like this. initial plan for today was to go bugis and shop , shop, shop. setted our alarm clocks at 10 in the morning. but in end.... yup²! you got it right, eventually we woke up at 4 in the afternoon. cant help it, our dreams wont let us go. so, by then, darda aka our motherfucker, had to go off to work. so, left me and my stupid younger sisterfucker , efa all alone at home. we on the dvd player watch a quarter of this one show then we decided to just off it and had a small talk. everytime we both were together , there MUST be a story to talk about. and i mean NEVER ENDING STORY. so, ate the food that darda's mum cooked, and fyi, i ate half a plate, but efa ate double of the plate and her stomach still hungry. what kind of stomach is that?o.O wierd but true. and scary. Then, we suddenly decided to go tamp to buy my contact lenses, since we're free. so get ready, about 7 off to tamp. bought my needs then took the train to bugis since efa was so eager to buy new dresses. reached, ate long john , and btw, am not the one eating but instead it was efa. see? told ya her stomach's wierd. damn wierd! then after that head to money-stealer-place which also known as bugis street. -.-' efa shop all she wanted like as if that place was her daddyfucker's place. nbcb. then , about 10, Dinesh called wanted to go jb. wanted to just ask him go by himself , but i forgot that his passport was with me. -.-' so, waited for Haris Jason Maraz to come and pick us up and they sent me to simei mrt then meet Dinesh.
the annoying part starts right here..
met Dinesh, and he told me his "some-kind-important-FRIENDS" asked to meet up at the very last minute. i mean, he all the way rushed me down to simei and at last! he wanted to go somewhere else. tell me, who on earth would be happy if that kind of sitution occurs to their life? NOONE! Argh! pathetic, idiotic, Cheebai-tic! okay², enough venting my anger. so, called bobo and meet him at whitesands macdonald. all the way through slacking with bobo , Dinesh keep on texting me " sabar k syg... kejap k syg... jgn mara k syg...." wahpiang! Limpehkalikong! cb cb.... after awhile, decide to head back home and so, now, got nothing to do, and that Dinesh asked me to wait for him till his done with his "some-kind-of-important-business" then , he wanted meet me. tried to sleep but you know i cant sleep without my BABIes right.? so, end up here, vent my anger out. Blardie hell. If only the that-one never that-one to the that-one, Dinesh wouldnt go to the that-one problem sia.............nabueeeei teng²! FUCK TO THAT-ONE SIA!
yesterday, went to his small race. and yup² , he won. and the funny part was , the guy who loose to Dinesh still have the cheek to do superman on his bike? -.-'haiyoyo thambi. and we came like only four of us? but they came about 10 of them? we were like the fantastic four , eh NO² ! more to PATHETIC FOUR. haha. and Dinesh is "the thing" cause he actually said that he got muscles only that his muscles he kept it at home. -.-' lame nyer kao!!! did i told you that day i heard Dinesh talks in chinese with colin? i thought i heard wrongly, but nope, He sure did. he's really a multi-racial guy. i wonder when will i can get to listen to him talking in tamil. ^.^ his dad said, he could. haha.
ok lah, done typing. suddenly i feel hungry. better check the fridge if there's anything i could fill my stomach with. toodles. !
Labels: That bitch really got time to find me . tsk tsk. no-life people. pfft.