a bullet through the heart </3

Sunday, November 13, 2005

its gonna be a long one.
woke up in the early morns thanks to yati. pfft. then dressed up and went to meet warren at the mrt station. was rite on time. then headed to bedok. got some ciggies. headed to yati's and got things for the pit. took a cab which was super hard to get. kinda. picked shikin and went to east coast. setted up and chilled. was nice. wasnt to the beach for a long time.

warren and me decided to rent those double bikes and travel all around the coast. it was kewl, got some sugar cane which was the best i ever tasted. wanted to set up the BBQ cos it was coming to set sun. pple were coming soon. tried wit fire starters. didnt werk we did it for abt 4 times and it was buring. didnt get amber as jia qing puts it. went to 7-eleven to get some zippo just to get things burning but they didnt have a freaking zippo. i was so fed up. went for smokes. then i sat down which reminded me of where we used to sit. well got off soon. then was so bored i told warren to go for some exploring. i brought him to marine parade hoping that a shop there sells it. after seaching for awhile found it. got 2. then had to buy more charcoals. it was fun heading back. they were so many pple that the bell wont even work. skaters and other cyclist wont stick to their lanes. and those walking would just stop in the middle of our path. so we had to shout. charcoal moving! clear out. pple actually listened to us. hak! burning charcoals. to ur rite. all the craps came out. then we had a crashing stop at the pit. and we quickly setted up the things. as the "chefs" we got things quickly done. thnks to zippo. and got things burning. it was fun playing wit zippo. like just make it a large fire. the i made a trail and lighted it up. was super funs. made my names in flames. got the food cooking. and soon pple came. the whole class shud have turned up but some were werking and others had a row between each other. so its kinda fcked up.

soon david came.. checked us out and left. mr.sundram came too. wit his wife. i didnt get her name. kinda played host. he decided to have another BBQ for us. coralites. its confirm that he's leaving the school and u're new DM is mr.seetoh. pffts... u guys can do anything u want. he's nothing. so be glad. he helped a little bit there had a great conversations wit him as a friend and not the teacher. we talked like friends. no mr. and all that shits. then he had to leave. say our goodbyes. and he's gonna play pool wit us. soon. so gotta brush up wit shits. cooked all the wae. got kababs. chickens. crab sticks. salmons. and loads of other stuffs. had loads of fun.

then yati had to freaking leave. so sads. soon after we played wit all the food that we didnt wanna eat no more. it was a huge fire going on.... then we rented a bike. me and warren. jun jie wit jia qing. went to lu long's.. god i feel sad for that boy. long story. had a freaking fight wit the neighbours. fck him. just bcos of a freaking bike. we headed to the bike kiosk to return the bike at 12 or 1+... had more ciggies and headed for taxi's. we jumped every1's Q. fuck em. then on the taxi. warren decided to play shits on him. so we acted like as if we were schooling at an international skool. and we were in band. haha! me on percussions and warren on strings. kewl. we said had band competition at hong kong... okays........... we were crapping of loads.

me: conductor said im bunking in wit u
warren: relie? okies. can have some late nite jams and play cards.
me: haha.
me: hey. u noe susan?
warren: yea that european gal rite?
me: yea. she plays the drums rite?
warren: yea. she's good.
me: not as good as me( luffing at the craps we're talking)
warren: haha. okies.
me: eh COK! pilley plays the conga's rite? he's from africa rite?
warren: yea. haha. he's quite good.
me: u tink i can bring my snare?
warren: ouh yar bring ur custom snare.
me: will condutor allow.
warren: shoud be.
warren: im gonna bring my guitar.
me: then we'll call every1 to jam in our room.
warren: haha! yea!.
me: yea. ehy susan mgsed me. shud i reply back
warren: i dont noe; up to u.
me: okys. u noe that girl (forgot wat i said)
warren: yea. she's from america rite?
me: ehys shits. i didnt do the french project
warren: we still got tmr to do wat.
me: okays. meet u up tommorow.
warren: okays.
me: (spoke some shits in french)
warren: luffing.

alot of shits went there. had loads of fun. then we decided to go for a drink at the park. talked alot then had to go our saparate waes.

todae 3 pple got hurt.

yati: tried to open bacardi bottle wit teeth and cut her gums. awww......
warren: hurt his legs when we crashed.
me: tried to burn myself wit zippo.. pffts.. got burned by red hot charcoal.

[[ international school band ]]
[[ got cuts, brusies and burnt ]]
[[ got my names up in flames ]]