Wednesday, October 05, 2005
CUNT.
just felt like saying that.
i'm filled with anger!
-growls.
why do you keep lying to me?
evidence is right smacked in your face.
it's about time to move on.
we should. why are you holding me back.
you've got her now. why do you still want me?
you can't be bothered to meet me,
you cant be bothered to keep your promises.
what the FUCK for?!
ugggh. i'm fuming mad.
it's ok.
breathe mary ann BREATHE.
ahhhh...
there are many other things in life to be happy for.
my friends especially.
i don't need YOU.
you're just the root of all my problems.
you make me bleed more.
just get outta my sight and join your mat gang.
ANYWAYS,
speaking bout mats. (not referring to anything religious)
i've learnt to accept others' religions.
though i still find some practices ridiculous..
but what the heck.
i still hafta respect it if i want my friends.
so yeaps. there goes. hari raya puasa my malay mates.
i was happy the whole day.
but i just blew it.
goddamnit.
quit playing games larhhs.
it's infuriating.
ugggggh!
ohhhohhh!
i just remembered something.
my dad wants me to pick up golf.
knowing that it's my hols right now..
and he's trying to learn a new swing,
he's dragging me to the range.
danngs. i don't mind really.
but then again i wanna continue sailing.
hahas. i'll do both.
lalalala.
oh yeah. and the other thing
bout my dad wanting me to pick up golf,
he wants me to meet people at the club.
urrms. i don't mean the old folks.
he wants me to meet peeps my age.
and yes. we all know. peeps at clubs...
rich kids and smart alecs.
hahahas. not a bad idea huhh?
considering there're quite a bit of hot guys at my club.
blarrghs. i shall shut up.
but i'm pretty game on it. all hyped.
well oh well.
i think i've a lot more to say bout stuff.
but i'm just gonna end here.
cheerios peeps. chinese,
DON'T date malay guys.
they time girls like hell.
lalalala. i'm just stereotyping.
