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Wednesday, November 09, 2005

jalan...
on account of yati who reads but never tags just like kelson and many of you... its okay. aniweas went for jalan raya todae. it was suppose to be me, wan and rahim for the guys.. the gals turned up. wan could cos he had to work and rahim was seeing his dad to the clinic so i was the only gal. who cares rite. so went to aisha's house met the gals there.. had some drinks then went off to diyana's, played the guitar and went to fadz's house.. talked wit his little bro. fiktri then left for shima's met aslan on the bus. its been ages since i met him. so chit chatted then azam came on. he's an ex-coral. just had an accident and chip his front tooth. lan left and i talked to azam for awhile then he left. listened to d's mp3 and soon after went to kakJ's house then shima's ...

after that it was shikin's took some photos there and i got sugar rush from shikin's blue drink. kinda felt high for a moment. and headed for yati's house... her parents werent there.

so i thot of buying mee soto at bedok. yati said to eat it at her house. so y not. then she called again to ask me to buy 5... went to her house and then prepared the food. we all ate. and all added chilli to their bowls. we all were like gasping for air cos it was so hot u cant take it. everything was okay at first; but when we all finished the food we were drinking, coughing and mucus was running out. something like that. the most wasted out was fadz. she was fair at first then suddenly her face and eyes turned red. funny yea. she was boiling....
after dinner we played some sparklers and went home by cabby.

got home.
listened to my cadences and those stuffs. i dont noe if i can bring on the snare. mayB i shud try the toca's or bass drums. if i were ever to be in marching band which i dont tink i would but i would give the toca's a try just for the fun of it. yati said floorball wasnt good at ite simei. well i tink the next year's batch are gonna be good stuffs. hope i get to see my pre skool mates.... if i dont get floorball its gonna be rock-climbing, high jump thing, rifle-shooting and mayB mayb band. if im good enuff. i dont if i am. fadzy says i m. but u never ever seen me play! u shud. then u can judge me. and i tink i suck. well tts wat i tink.

i thot of spending time wit my pad. i was thinking of getting a snare so i could bring it to the park and snare out. but being alone its kinda bored. and the park brings too much memories. u guys asked if i wrote down anything. i dont. if not i just blogg. many things are on my mind but i just dont write em down... if i die i'll keep these momoirs wit me. is that the rite word? so guys if u cud read my mind then its to ur own benefit. u dont wanna noe wats in my mind. my hormone's raging. not the green one's.. the red 1. i just feel like puching the person i hate most. and yea i did saw him. and i was too tired. aniwaes i dont wanna go to station's again. freaking waste of time and money... so i'll get him somehow.... revenge is gonna be sweet. watch out motherfucker. when i hate i truly hate cos the motherfucker wanted me to hate him. doing things that he noe will get me mad motherfucker u're gonna get it somehow. somedae. i'll shall not forget..

[[ freaking hot chilli ]]
[[ sugar rush ]]
[[ pain ]]

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