Midnight Affair:50
“Sometimes the hardest things and the right things are the same”.
How could I turn on the TV, without something that will remind me? But you’ve got to know. Life goes on. If there is an award for the best lie, we all know you’d win it. The wheels of my truck are picking up. Ready. Set. Go. It’ll be hard. But trust me, you’re worth it.
I don’t think that I’m attractive. The ones I like always end up with someone else. Yes, I’ve realized I’m not the master of seduction. Big HA-HA there. I want to talk to Alan CHOOCHOO. But bloody bitch is in Malaysia, truly Asia. Big fuck!
OH! I think I’ve been partying a little too much. Shall cut down there. Augustine is sleeping, he’s in the front carriage of the bus. I’m in the second. I don’t think I would want to tell him that it’s a little too unglam to slant to one side with your mouth wide open. But never mind, let him work it.
Ok, I wrote this next part on another day. Biggest condolences to A. CHOOCHOO. Hope you’re not too traumatized by the incident. HEEHEEHEE! I’ve got a feeling he wants to talk about something but sorry I went off with Kah Leong. I’ve not met up with him for a while as well. Sucks man, I’ve been a little too busy.
I’ve Magnum Cap on the 12th-14th. So I’ll probably post this up on one of the nights. Then I’ll come online after a long time. My PC at home is just screwed. Been spending a whole lot of time with Magnum. Shit. I’ve a life. But I can’t help it.
Supposed to go clubbing on the 10th, 11th, 12th and 14th. But as you can see, I can’t let my heart win. I’ve been clubbing the most of last week away for heaven’s sake. Think of your liver boy! You know you drink like a water tank.
My plan is: after Magnum camp on Saturday, meet up with the clique and spend some quality time together at Sentosa and then some surprises coming up the night. I don’t think I’m going to party Lennz. Maybe next week at Main (it means P*** in Malay). In the evening I’m probably meet Julie to get some stuff for Sunday aka Mum’s Birthday and Father’s Day. That depends on how much I have by Saturday. Sunday will be the first time, after a very long time the family’s getting together for a luncheon. LURPPSZSZXZSZXZSZXZSXZSZXZXZSZXZSZXZZXXSXZSZXZSZ. I used to want to be the one who will plan all these events, and now, I just wish someone else would do it. MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Next week would be dedicated to BEE-EFF-EFFs and partying before school reopens. And studying for whatever tests I’m going to have!
OH! I’m going to MOS tomorrow, i don’t give a fuck.
