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Tuesday, January 19, 2010



& i'm not asking anything from you, luv.
want know smtg? i like your hug. (:


met some awesome ppl. and hangout @ CCK. the wind was cool. very much cold that i shivered as it blows. its going to be 2 am. and i'm quite awake still. GREAT! -.-

eveyone's seem to be busy. and i could say that i'm free most of my time. one reason; I'M UNEMPLOYED. unlike most of my friends. awesome pa. hmpff. I NEED A JOB, seriously. SHER! NINA! Can I work at hotel tu??

i should be sleeping, cos' i need to wake up as early for sw. and i can't afford to skip cos' its 'black' already. i wouldn't want fail that fucking module else i need retake. mrepek kan. alaaa lazy!

anw, i have this classmate whom i have nothing against with. its going to be a year already, only now i know that she fucking hate me. i find it hilarious though. cos' my laughter seems to be her problem. wtf sia girl. please laa, don't let me start critising your skin colour, cos' i fucking hate your race. sorry no offence. why would i not hate you, when you've been making faces behind my back. one day i hope to punch your fucking mickey mouse face, grab & twist you rebonded hair, drag you and kick your skinny stomach and butt. and also, dig out your fucking big eyes. waa shiokkk. (Okay thats too much I know. But fck it!)

i'm sooooooo gonna meet you tmr, or worst, for the next two months. i swear i'm shoot ugly nasty words on you back, girl. you're messing with the wrong bitch here. HA HA HA.

I NEED A JOB asap can.
k bye sucka.