a bullet through the heart </3

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

werk.
started at 3.30. met khalis b4 i went. todae i had to do TS(top up station) which means u have to top up pples funkey. surprisingly met most of my friends doing ts. i had to call them sir and shits and pretend to smile. i tink tis sat if i were to go for soccer training they would mock me. well fuck it. todae was relax. sitting in a air-conned room and just wait for customers. but i had fucking shortage. means i have to pay back extra for the cash i had lost. lucky it was just 23 bucks. fucks that shit. shudnt they have a cashier machine or something the fuck shits. if i get more fucking shortage im gonna quit. will werk somewhere.... mayB not werk at all.

after werk went for dines at macs wit warren and sherline. talking to sherline was fun. warren and i as usuall making each other luff. then kenny and khally came. asked them to meet me. talk talk talk talk talk talk talk and talk. soon it was 10.30 saiful called then we headed to park for more talks.... it was great after werk. i tink we're gonna have it tmr. planning to be done......

i relie gotta stop smoking. its killing my thoart. i relie cant help it. said that i have to stop it for my own. but i cant.

promised loads of pple loads of presents.
loads. so just wait okies..... wait till i get my pay check.

shud i change my blog?
shud i colour my hair?
shud i get a tattoo?
shud i get new shoes? ( i tink that is a yes from warren yati and xiu yong. )

[[ the devil inside. ]]

[[ i need something to be there forever ]]

Monday, November 28, 2005

beats.
yesterdae promised that i would show up but had some shit. so cant. sorry. make it up. then had to leave khalis and saiful at town cos i was gonna send wan to airport. then after sending him su sab went separate ways while i followed dali to meet his friend at starbucks. call the other lapoks but they went home... so went to me my other friends at substation. walked to esplanade and saw an indonesian percussion band playing. told them to have some sits wit the others at the other side while i enjoy some music. soon after talked to fad and faris then we all actually wanted to play some pool but it didnt happen. so went to pasir ris and had some late dinner wit pat. the new jap burger and fries were nice. then went home. so fucking bored. play xbox till i fell asleep. dream abt drums... kewl... was playing like hell. then suddenly my manager came into it and i woke up. went to have some food at swensens and zoomed off to werk. have to go for some chirstmas party on the 23rd. and u have to give a present worth more than 5 bucks. fuck it.

called khalis and saiful to have some late dinning at central... on the wae i stepped on some fucking shits. felt something soft. i wished it was mud... cleaned it off and headed to food place. ate and talked alot... after that sat under the void deck and took loads of pics wit saiful handfone. kewl kewl. then went home....

tmr we're gonna eat at cavana's and all. i still wanna watch emily rose. damn it.

[[ where have u been?(song) ]]
[[ if it could kill... ]]
[[ hurts. ]]

Saturday, November 26, 2005

homes.
just got home after shopping for somethings at TM. saw loads of friends. after getting all the stuffs went for some pool. well wanted to play but there were loads of pple and there were no table. so we went to play cs instead. khalis and saiful were easy pickings. .most of the time. took loads of pics wit saiful fone. it was fun. then khalis asked some q's... talk here talk there and went home.

swims.
gonna get some swim tmr. wit saiful and khalis.... after that head to town. then back to pasir ris to send wan... meeting sab and su(sisters-in-crime)... wan gonna be gone for a week or 2. smokes. i need fucking smokes. fuck it fuck fuck fuck. smokes.

[[ mr hunk and mr hulk. ]]
[[ here and there. everywhere. ]]

Friday, November 25, 2005

work. work.
so tired. been working from 9am to 8pm all the time. and not sleeping. yesterdae i knocked out at 8 and met khalis for some dinner at BK. warren tagged along. brought a friend. ate there and then went to my house to change for khalis's manager b'day.... went there. saw saiful. saiful. it was kinda a surprised party. so i was at the back... waits... then they invited me in. had some dinner wit em and sat down there for awhile. soon after went to the mrt for my smoke and we fucking missed the last train. or did we? decided to walk. kinda fun... reached home at 1? 2? not sure. was to tired to look at the watch. khalis and i saw something weird. a "kakak" was watching us. i was ignoring it. khalis was abt to say something when he stopped. he saw it too. but saiful. saiful. didnt. dont noe abt him....

today.
got back early... cos i said i was going to friday prayers. then met khalis. ate lunch and play some xbox. he went to soccer. i decided to blog... gonna be very busy tomorrow. gonna send mr. wan perdesen to aussie tommorrow. so sads. i tink we're gonna eat first or something b4 he goes.... meeting su and sab. the tag team sisters-in-crime. kinda nice.... tommorrow... after that gonna watch emily rose. so slow rite... wit khalis warren yati mayB shine. mayB. tinking abt it rite now im not that busy at all. gonna get some smokes. no point werking without them. makes me wonder those working for ciggies company get discounts. or even smoke breaks.

gonna meet khalis later on. so will be back home late. fucks. singapore match i didnt watch. used to watch it wit wan b1 and azri. remember guys? very kayco. home team singapore wins and get to play a match here. lionel lewis. fav keeper. keep doing wat u do best.

misses
my friends.
my music.
my drums.
my ciggies.(just had em 5 mins ago)
my scars.
my fitness(fuck KF_ eating fast food makes u fat.)

[[ misses ]]
[[ dreads ]]

[[ i feel lost ]]

[[ cry myself to sleep after thots that came to my mind ]]

Friday, November 18, 2005

twice.
early mornings went out to meet josh for jamming session; brought his gal along. so taught me more new stuffs. and learn alot more things. and i have to say that there's alot more things i gotta learn. and have to do. jammed and ate lunch wit the couples and headed for tampines to meet warren to get his new bag. as alwaes he said pple checked us out. yea ok. lets poke their eyes out. went to get warren a bag for werk. such a long time. u better be thankful that i was there wit u. we're like fools checking out bags and thinking of which to get. then i turned around and saw a nicer and cheaper bag. cos we were on a very very tight budget. it was better and nicer and it cost 30 bucks. better than that stupid plain lame bag that cost 49 bucks.... then went to get some ciggis holder. i got BLACK.

then we went for pool. played then its been long since i heard from him marc. called. asked him to join us. after a few games. went to warren's to get the electric guitar and nfs2. gonna play it later. marc decided to go for a didnt visit the jam room for quite a long time jamming. me the anything go guy said yes. went there. played songs that were made by us. then i played one way. it was a chirst song. but lyrics werent sung so its okay. credits was given by marc cos i was guitaring. then he said " wah! drummer also can play. wat has become of me....." haha. then it was stupid of me to have taken out my drum key just to test2 alittle. and i forgot to take it back. gonna take that tmr. tat key meant something to me. and im not gonna lose it just like that. so morning im going all the wae to simei just to take back my key. and that is the last time im gonna tighten the snare there. fucks. i should have listened to myself. while playing i left the key there and me told myself that i should put in the pocket now! but myself kept playing. watthefcks rite. i tink i forgot cos i broke the drumstick. yes i did. the tip went off. but it wasnt all gone i tried to put it back and went off as quickly as ever. i hope i dont have to replace the sticks... it would be fuck. but it would be great if we could jam again.

[[ wah! ]]
[[ drumkey ]]
[[ jamming rooms ]]

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

life.
just as u get control of life. life gets control of you. i thot everything was okay. and i had to be given bad news. its fucked up. now i cant drink... i'hv been drinking everydae. and i can see a fucking belly popping out. so im gonna take it slowly. i have fucking sore thoart again. and i cant smoke. wat shud i fucking do.... jamming alone sucks. playing pool alone sucks. cos my friends are out. wit family or having a great relationship. now i relie feel fucked up. my eyes are all dried out. and fuck. i wish i didnt have to go all thru this fuck. and there's renovation out on the front door. its noisy. its relie fucked up. but all this cant make me forget wat i have to do for friends....

i owe su and sab a date.
i owe my lungs nicotine.

i owe some1 a fucking punch.

i owe my sink a pool of blood.
i owe 3 of my friends a present.
i owe sally a happy birthday.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SALLY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO PHRIQUE.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THOSE.

[[ promises ]]
[[ i never forget ]]
[[ remember that ]]

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 ]]

Friday, November 11, 2005

we shopped till we dropped.
woke up late. as usuall. kinda tired. freaking tired. how u expect some1 who sleeps in the morning to wake up in the morning. slept at 5am. and woke up at 11. left the house at 1130 to meet aisha and warren mrt station. warren was dressed for orchard. i was dressed for bedok. a polo tee, khakis and nice slippers. tts all. not quite good so warren forced me to change, leaving aisha we left and headed for my house. changed and got to bedok meeting yati.

went to the NTUC there and started shopping. i sat in the shopping cart. felt like a kiddo. well its my fucking problem to sit how i want and fuck those who looked at me wit their fucking looks. warren together wit me(sat on the cart the whole dae) shopped around while the gals went for the BBQ stuffs. its relie not cos of me and warren that we over shopped. but i tink we were at fault too. cos we over spent.... abt $123.51... just for the BBQ pit. and the total money was just 60 bucks. like wat fucks rite. so met yati's cuz helmi. talked. sent the things to yati's home.. as usuall we bought bacardi for ourselves. me and warren. yea! lets get wasted!

after sending; we thot of playing pool at orchard but instead ended up at playing at bedok. dont like playing there. well used too. then met ricky. talked wit him. luffed a little. the guys payed up and then we went to sumo house again. have sukomodo or something that sounded like that. i tink wats good abt that place is its seafood. i tink fadzy should noe wat best. update me!

then yati went home warren decided to play xbox. soccer 2006. or street. on the bus were these mat's who relie fucked up turned on their fucking phones up and played fucking not soo nice music. they tink its their father's bus. warren wanted to turn on his phone but i said no. y find fault wit stupid pple who are relie fucked up inconsiderate. so fuck them went there and almost all the station were booked. so we played pool again. 16's. trashed him. made abt 6 shots then it was his turn. kinda boring. so let him win. but he did beat me a few times.... next time we'll try bowling. so see u guys tmr.

i tink i decided wat type of mp3 i want. thnks to warren. cos i tink he made realise which is better. so we're gonna get our ipods wit next paycheck. then have it engraved.... my name. mayB put some nice arty graphics done by sab.

su!
drinks?

[[ 123.50 ]]
[[ thrashed. ]]

Thursday, November 10, 2005

just got back from downtown.
played xbox. and yea i won. had my dinner wit wan. talked alot. catched up loads on things. and saw marc. he had just finished werk. seems tired and went home. then we stayed. got barcadi. drank then took our time walking home. i told wan there's this song that's okay. and i sang. its kaiser chiefs. i open my music to every genre. aniweas, the song was everydae i love you less and less. i sand. and i it relie sounded nice. hak! so now i think i can sing whenever we jam the songs of kaiser chiefs.... then had some swings and went home giddy. not from the acohol. but the swings....

buying stuffs.
gonna buy some stuffs for BBQ pit tmr. bedok. bedok. bedok. well wat to do. gonna slack. so i'll just supervise and u all carry. okies? then we can play some pool at some place which requires u to be 16. warren warren warren. 16... ficks! aniwes see u guys tmr.

[[ swing swing ]]
[[ bbq ]]
[[ barcadi ]]

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

late.
as usual i was late. sorry to have kept u guys waiting. warren asked me out for a game of pool. so dragged yati and diyana. met them at bedok pool. was surprised to have seen jun jie, jia qing and CHYEPOH. so things are cool wit each other. played. and went to get some things and ate at sumo house. i got some bowl of things. kinda nice... all passed their food to me. im felt like a grinding machine.. then soon after. headed to town. met diyana there. so went to far east to get some stuffs. yati got a buckle and d got a shirt, for myself i got a rank. yati convinced me to just "modify" my jack. gonna get a blazer soon.... soon... i dont noe if i shud get a ipod nano or a ipod(video) either 1. Ficks.... after enuff shopping we went to LJS for some dinner and all talked abt appreal and of cos the main issue for them; hair. they're gonna dye pink. brown. was given credits for my hair. thnks.. under the sun its brown.. tts how i escaped being caught during n's... and there was a percussion group across.. i heard the sound of conga's! thot of watching them but kinda far and those guys dont feel the percussion things. so didnt watch... got to hear.

soon after yati gots to goes back cos poor azima(lil' sis.) was at home and lonely.... boo hoo.... so she gots to goes back early. we sent her and headed to TCC for some vodka and latte. kewl eh.

went to toilet and saw mother fcuks. said hi. i said bye. dont try to be fucking nice to me. its not gonna happen. i noe pple like u. i met them and u're one of them. so fcuk off... dont tink i dont noe wat u said behind of me. if u got the balls mother fcuks say it infront of me asshole! and see wat i'll do. too afraid? then shut the fcuks up. i feel like beating u rite infront of every fcuking shopper cos i was so fcuking mad just seeing that sick face of u. shocked to have seen me ehy! well fcuks u. u made me and my friends hate u. so fcuk off!...
(this is how i hate)
(violent?)(nah. didnt do anything. got enuff on my record)
went backsthen came the vodka and coffee. finished up and went home. kinda tasted nice.. it was absulute vodka... first time tasting it. talked lots on the mrt and had supper at mac's. did some crazy stuff back at the station... had to pretent im a crazy dude that escaped from IMH and i tink pple looked at me. did they? hak! i dont noe. damn u! todae was great.

cant wait for sat. its gonna be class pit. then after tat sentosa where we are gonna flex our hot bodys covered wit tanning oil. i tink im gonna wear a jacket or something. dont wanna get tanned. u guys shud... see ya then...

happy birthdae warren! u're 16! we're legal to play pool! no more bedok. its down town east for us.....

[[ HAPPY BIRTHDAE WARREN ]]

[[ beat the lights out of u ]]
[[ vodka and latte's ]]

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 ]]

Monday, November 07, 2005

waits.
tmr gonna play pool wit warren and i dont noe who else but gonna play. so i just turned 16. not so sweet but it is getting; so he asked and i said downtown east(the legal age is 16 he's still 15++)? then super jealously verbals came.. dude joking la. when u turn 16 we can luff at jun jie.... aniwaes will wait for ur call tmr.

wans.
went out wit wan to buy some drinks and then chilled at the park. soon after decided to play xbox. im an xbox freak! i have a freaking xbox at home. i just dont have the game i like... too bad. aniwaes its 4.56 in the morning and some1's play the freaking piano. its my neighbour. or is it? kinda errie. and suddenly it stopped after i typed. nono it started again. well anione care for jamming? i mean y would some1 play at 4.57... where's the inspration? if i had a drumset pple would be shouting fuck ya faliq! well it seems that i have some1 playing at the piano at 5th floor. someone who plays the guitar pretty well at 10th floor.... music kewlness tis block. wished had a drummer here so i can make use of the drums..... petty of me but i need it! sometimes i feel like going to the jam studio alone. but i'll hold it back. i wanna buy conga's... kinda expensive. u cud buy a drumset wit that. a lousy 1 but still..... gonna get my 7A's and signature sticks soon...

josh: faliq u need to get a 7A stick.
faliq: wat for?
josh: so that u can play faster; ur sticks are holding u back. these 3A are kinda heavy. now its time to go light.
faliq: yea. waiting for raya money....
josh: okay. eh i come ur hse eat kueh tart can?
faliq: dont have la. sorry.
josh: okay! lets challange in 10 secs who can hit the most.

and of cos he did... ass!... mayB my 3A's are holding me back. i tink im gonna get the vic-firth, zildjian and some brand i forgot. must go penin. and tamp. mayB get a pad as well..........

[[ percussion thingys ]]
[[ ghost player ]]
[[ kueh tart? ]]
[[ 7A's ]]

Sunday, November 06, 2005

gaming.
had a challange wit marc to see who could be the best gamer among us. and i kinda sucked at first. mayB my mojo wasnt ready. i lost to them few weeks back but suddenly mojo came back and i beat every1. including the top player wan and marc. actually only those 2. beat marc todae. on soccer games like ea sports 2006 and street. wan's great at street and marc's good at 2006. and i just found out that todae im good at both.. i tink its just super pure luck....

jams
guys u said u wanted to jam and now i have to freaking plan the dae. i dont celebrate hari raya. so y not this week. u guys give me a call to tell me when u're free. are we still going to sentosa?

[[ planner im not ]]
[[ margarita ]]
[[ jams? ]]

Thursday, November 03, 2005

im so freaking sickk.....

i got

bleeding ears
blisters on under feet
bad headaches
chest pain
heart pains.
blurr visions
tonsils hurt
and the worse SORE THROAT...

it relie is hurting to have these stuffs.... but the sore throat relie hurts. im losing my voice and it hurts to sallow and stuffs. when i talk i lose some of my words. gosh it hurts. how am i gonna play my soccer? i gotta shout here and there. tts y i talk kinda loud... i guess that my birthdae present. so now it hurt so bad i dont want it to be a severe sore throat i tink its due to the smokes. at first i thot it was throat cancer and illys was broncitis cot alot of times. and i was scared then i tink i smoke till im dead.... then it wasnt. so i can atleast die another wae... its 2.44am... hari raya.. i wanna wish all my muslim friends:

SELAMAT HARI RAYA
MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN

just wanna sae that if i did any wrong doings to any of u guys im sorry and i hope u'll forgive me.

[[ raya. ]]
[[ hurts ]]

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

hari raya tmr..
gonna be it soon. lots of things happening. wish i was top of the world... looking down. then close my eyes and just go into my mind.

well guys. just wanna sae selamat hari raya...

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

werk.
got home from werk at 5am; started at freaking 8 pm so we werked for abt 8-9 hours. we had to do some props for uob shopping center. it was just me wan faizal and marc. and the boss. its the 5 of us in a lonely haunted shopping center. i'll talk abt that later.... we had to do most of the floors. it was relie fucked up but we just did... stupids. while werking i felt relie weird cos i was on the 3rd floor werking alone setting up something just felt weird. then i finished the werk and i noticed something an altar. fucking scary. so i went to first floor and chilled while wan and faizal did their work. got a cab home. we watched the sun set. then the sun rise. kinda tired too. so i slept. just like that. woke up at abt 1? not sure. just cant sleep again even though my body needs it. went to wan house passed him soccer gloves then he was off to his soccer training. i went home and soon after played some old skool soccer wit the kids downstairs. didnt lose my touch. then tis saturdae i have to go for training. shah invited me to join the floorball team. kinda nice...

my birthdae!
i wanna thnks those who wished me happy birthdae! thnks guys. i tink F.W.M got something planned. better watch out. well thnks aniwaes. so its been 48 mins of my not so sweet 16. so gonna give myself a present.

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[[ the first of november. ]]