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Thursday, February 08, 2007
this is gonna be a random post.
i know you people love random post.
because i would type whatever comes to my mind.
((:
geez.. i get hungry so easily. like now you know. but i am too lazy to dig for food. i am online but dont give a damn to people talking to me. i can just stop replying and close the dialog boxes. do you have those days as well?! hungry man=angry man.
i am worried, fucking worried that my moolahs will leave me someday. the rate i am swiping the card is scaring myself as well. i am so addicted to buying. forget that. i am just being random you know.
i just kept talking about his death, like daily. since the day we talked about it. i dont miss him, for sure. my mom thought i was obessesed or something. no, i am not. i just wanna know why he died and whysss and those questions coming in everyday. okay. i am just being random, cos i am no investigator. a lot of things about him, i shant even say out loud. okay... random.
i had a muscle pull, the lump is okay. as in, on a healthy rate. i am not dying. really. i am glad. i guess i am (: okay.. no operation.
new year's coming. not particularly looking forward but getting those little ang baos kinda makes me happy, prolly less than one per cent. and knowing half the street is dead. random.
nothing's nice on teevee. i cant sign in my msn, my usual one, you know. and the song playing on my PC is getting bored though. i love the fray. over my head (:
my couch is in a mess. filled with shopping bags and bags. i cant bothered for now.
i cant turn my head to the left. the doctor even asked me to be neutral but i cant bloody do it. pain. its killing.
my mom is sleeping on my bed. i told her i am fine sleeping alone. but still, she accompanies me through the night. i love her. i guess she falls in love with my bed and quilt cos its made of T-Shirt. you will love it as well.
i already know what perfume i am gonna stick to. i mean, i am having my current one for as long as i remember so i am gonna have a change. really.
stop asking me to date him. its fucking getting up my nerves people. i dont give a shit to whether he is providing me a SLK or private apartment. i am fucking 20. not 40. i need no man, not now. yes.. that SLK is tempting but god, i am more rational than that. so stop telling me, HE IS THE ONE. stop it before i cried and pull my hair, frustration, i mean. you will be hurt if i do that. i am serious. okay. you asked why SLK when he can promise POSH, i prefer benz. stop taking about him, really.
i am surprised i can type at this speed with min. errors you know. rofl
i really really really wanna just stay at home for god knows how long. really. i am terribly... erm.. say, sick and tired of what's the society is like.
suddenly, i have something for boys with hairband. its yummylicious you know. like i wanna own them. like wavy hair and brown or black like mine? i think its cute. its random.
what's wrong with me eating at hawker centre? and taking public transport?
finally, i am sleepy. crawling to my bed.
above's just random for reading pleasures. ((:
amazingly, i took 13 mins to type out. see...
how random.
i know you people love random post.
because i would type whatever comes to my mind.
((:
geez.. i get hungry so easily. like now you know. but i am too lazy to dig for food. i am online but dont give a damn to people talking to me. i can just stop replying and close the dialog boxes. do you have those days as well?! hungry man=angry man.
i am worried, fucking worried that my moolahs will leave me someday. the rate i am swiping the card is scaring myself as well. i am so addicted to buying. forget that. i am just being random you know.
i just kept talking about his death, like daily. since the day we talked about it. i dont miss him, for sure. my mom thought i was obessesed or something. no, i am not. i just wanna know why he died and whysss and those questions coming in everyday. okay. i am just being random, cos i am no investigator. a lot of things about him, i shant even say out loud. okay... random.
i had a muscle pull, the lump is okay. as in, on a healthy rate. i am not dying. really. i am glad. i guess i am (: okay.. no operation.
new year's coming. not particularly looking forward but getting those little ang baos kinda makes me happy, prolly less than one per cent. and knowing half the street is dead. random.
nothing's nice on teevee. i cant sign in my msn, my usual one, you know. and the song playing on my PC is getting bored though. i love the fray. over my head (:
my couch is in a mess. filled with shopping bags and bags. i cant bothered for now.
i cant turn my head to the left. the doctor even asked me to be neutral but i cant bloody do it. pain. its killing.
my mom is sleeping on my bed. i told her i am fine sleeping alone. but still, she accompanies me through the night. i love her. i guess she falls in love with my bed and quilt cos its made of T-Shirt. you will love it as well.
i already know what perfume i am gonna stick to. i mean, i am having my current one for as long as i remember so i am gonna have a change. really.
stop asking me to date him. its fucking getting up my nerves people. i dont give a shit to whether he is providing me a SLK or private apartment. i am fucking 20. not 40. i need no man, not now. yes.. that SLK is tempting but god, i am more rational than that. so stop telling me, HE IS THE ONE. stop it before i cried and pull my hair, frustration, i mean. you will be hurt if i do that. i am serious. okay. you asked why SLK when he can promise POSH, i prefer benz. stop taking about him, really.
i am surprised i can type at this speed with min. errors you know. rofl
i really really really wanna just stay at home for god knows how long. really. i am terribly... erm.. say, sick and tired of what's the society is like.
suddenly, i have something for boys with hairband. its yummylicious you know. like i wanna own them. like wavy hair and brown or black like mine? i think its cute. its random.
what's wrong with me eating at hawker centre? and taking public transport?
finally, i am sleepy. crawling to my bed.
above's just random for reading pleasures. ((:
amazingly, i took 13 mins to type out. see...
how random.