BOOPDEDOO.
GO FUCK YOURSELF.
xxx
YAY, if i make out somemore, my lips may just rot and my injury wont heal.
tim moss gave me the idea of what to write about alonso if another competition was on:
'i love alonso and i would wash his toes to get a game tickets...'
stupid angmohs. sighs.
still dare to end with a 'love ya' STAB YOU THN YOU KNOW!
Friday, August 7, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
fucked up brain with a fucked up mind
you are so childish. if you actually think i care enough that you deleted/removed me, yeah, you're right. you indeed got me riled up. you're no good for me. i just never learn. the sticks are back and why? ha.
you're even more childish as if you do read this its because you want to see what my reaction is at you're that one move. yeah, i like you. yeah, i would do anything you said if you asked. yeah, maybe im stupid that way. well, i dont anna say i dont car anymore because its apparent i do.
but be this way. you love to see me sad.
i would do anything for you.
so, be this way. i wouldnt recognise you if you were otherwise.
be this way.
you're even more childish as if you do read this its because you want to see what my reaction is at you're that one move. yeah, i like you. yeah, i would do anything you said if you asked. yeah, maybe im stupid that way. well, i dont anna say i dont car anymore because its apparent i do.
but be this way. you love to see me sad.
i would do anything for you.
so, be this way. i wouldnt recognise you if you were otherwise.
be this way.
Monday, August 3, 2009
one of the better men.
there was this really eligible man who added me on msn at around 12midnight last night, and tonight, we happened to both be online and we started talking. halfway through, it went like this:
w: are you in singapore idol?
k(while what-the-fucking, my bro took over the comp): yeah, kinda, im in miss singapore.
w: oh hmm, really, i dont see any of you on miss singapore. other than the ones with really small boobs
k: hmm, sure, you puny dicked asshole
(then we talked for awhile more about how he came to get my msn, bu the fucker didnt understand the question 'how did you get my msn' hmm, i get it, phrased that way, it kinda is hard to comprehend.)
suddenly,
w: you know, im not really sure if you are in ms singapore because all of them have really big boobies, however, if you are i wouldnt know, cuz im one of the guys who prefer watching 22 english men on a field kicking a bal around than women prancing around with no boobs.
k(pissed off and my bro holding my back from the comp to prevent me making his dick shrivel into a piece of dried leaf): yeah, you wanna know what category i won??
w: the small boobed category?
k: no the 'havin-the-most-restraint-talking-to-perverted-small-dicked-stalkers-on-msn'
w: fuck you bitch.
or something like that and the worst??
he criticised, luke, daniel, shawn, shaun, and all guys i hang out with
w: oh you know i said, im not those guys that watch women prancing around with boobs jiggling calling themselves miss singapore?
k: no, you actually phrased it in broken english
w: however, those guys you hang out with seem to be of that kind.
OMG I AM SO PISSED OFF, I DELETED HIM AND CANNOT RETRIEVE THE MESSAGE HISTORY, IF ANYONE KNOWS HOW TO RETRIEVE IT, TELL ME. imma go to the police with it.
i swear, what is coming to the good guys in s'pore??
(ps, till the end, he didnt realise we were being sarcastic about the miss singapore thing, loser. bet he's one of my blog taggers.)
w: are you in singapore idol?
k(while what-the-fucking, my bro took over the comp): yeah, kinda, im in miss singapore.
w: oh hmm, really, i dont see any of you on miss singapore. other than the ones with really small boobs
k: hmm, sure, you puny dicked asshole
(then we talked for awhile more about how he came to get my msn, bu the fucker didnt understand the question 'how did you get my msn' hmm, i get it, phrased that way, it kinda is hard to comprehend.)
suddenly,
w: you know, im not really sure if you are in ms singapore because all of them have really big boobies, however, if you are i wouldnt know, cuz im one of the guys who prefer watching 22 english men on a field kicking a bal around than women prancing around with no boobs.
k(pissed off and my bro holding my back from the comp to prevent me making his dick shrivel into a piece of dried leaf): yeah, you wanna know what category i won??
w: the small boobed category?
k: no the 'havin-the-most-restraint-talking-to-perverted-small-dicked-stalkers-on-msn'
w: fuck you bitch.
or something like that and the worst??
he criticised, luke, daniel, shawn, shaun, and all guys i hang out with
w: oh you know i said, im not those guys that watch women prancing around with boobs jiggling calling themselves miss singapore?
k: no, you actually phrased it in broken english
w: however, those guys you hang out with seem to be of that kind.
OMG I AM SO PISSED OFF, I DELETED HIM AND CANNOT RETRIEVE THE MESSAGE HISTORY, IF ANYONE KNOWS HOW TO RETRIEVE IT, TELL ME. imma go to the police with it.
i swear, what is coming to the good guys in s'pore??
(ps, till the end, he didnt realise we were being sarcastic about the miss singapore thing, loser. bet he's one of my blog taggers.)
Sunday, August 2, 2009
algae


HAHAHA I THINK I LOOK REALLY HAPPY IN THE FIRST PIC:D
never really smiled like that in a long time.
hahah i love vid calls.
mood: constantly fucked up.
you claim you learn. you claim you would never let me down like those girls we always talk about, and hear of. you told me we were different. AS IF I NEEDED TO BE REMINDED OF THAT FACT. you fucking hypocrite. i never knew you were one of them. so didnt you. you said you tried as hard as you could you said you didnt want to do it. but you did. what happened to i simply can say no? what are you going to do about it then?
nothing.
who is the one always trying to salvage what is left of what we dont have? i really dont know. maybe coming to think of it, i really didnt do my best.
maybe, just maybe, our forever is finally over.
the reason i want to chop off whats left of my hair is because i dont want to look in the mirror and see the person in love with you. the one who was kept constantly waiting. and maybe i should thank you. you're the one that made me throw my pack of texas's into the canal.
thats more money, time and tears you owe me, dahling.
well, fuck you.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
oh great bloggers working for this comp now. cant bear to go home use acer and find out that it only works for ibm laptops. i SHALL STAB MYSELF, AZEL AND THEN JESSLYN'S SEC4 WHOM SHE CLAIMS IS COOLER THAN CELINE. (AS IF)
haha omg eyd haha:
zheru: OMG THAT GIRL CANT SING LAH!! (women was singing love story.)
krystal: hmm, QUITE true. eheh track id what she's singing.
zheru: HAHHAHAHAHAHA OH OK.
-the track id came out was 'oh dear what can the matter be'-
and we started singing that along to love story. hahah omg when did i become so rubbish!!??
haha omg eyd haha:
zheru: OMG THAT GIRL CANT SING LAH!! (women was singing love story.)
krystal: hmm, QUITE true. eheh track id what she's singing.
zheru: HAHHAHAHAHAHA OH OK.
-the track id came out was 'oh dear what can the matter be'-
and we started singing that along to love story. hahah omg when did i become so rubbish!!??
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