Sunday, March 12, 2006
early morns.
woke up at 10. slept again till 1? called the guys met hanafi and his girl. then took the train and went to city hall and met the others. there was sha, rizal, khai and hoazse.
food.
went to fastfood for lunch. was buying food when the authorities (im so fucking tired i dont noe whether i spelt that correctly) came and asked them for freaking id's cos they were underaged smoking. i just finished buying my meal and went there. i fucking questioned them why they were here and a friend of mine was smoking. 1 of em. and they asked for my id. i told them they dont need it cos i wasnt smoking. then they ask me to fucking declare if i got ciggies on me. and i dont. so i just sat there and ate. the guy asked abt my pierce. i mean fuck u. there u are doing a summon and ur partner; asking me if it hurt. i just ignored him and ate. wakco.
sprits low.
after raising everybody's sprit; we headed to esplanade for some drinking. yea.. boozing. bought it and drank at the waterbreaker cos the rooftop was closed. after awhile we took off cos i got a chalet to go to and the guys wanted to go home. said our goodbyes and went off. wit me were sha hanafi and rizal. sent sha to his chalet hanafi and rizal went home. headed there. went to pasir ris park after food. and drank. nice. it was beer then liqiur.. all the wae. god the gals could take fucking booze. or liquior. drank talked smoked. then dad and bro had to give a fucking fone call asking me to come home at 12. but went back at 2. after more boozing. its nice to do that once in a while.
anonymous. i fucking drank.
laughing gas makes u laugh. echo's...
[[ best thing to do when u feel like fuck ]]
[[ just back off before i fucking snap. ]]
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PROFILE
faliq
.|.the.|.heart.|.broken.|.
.|.age.|.Sweet 16....
.|.d/o/b.|. remember remember.. the 1st of november...
.|.sign.|.scorpio
.|.autobiography.|.
.|.love.|.music, Drums, Snare, movies, nature, Blue, red, purple, white, black, Burple, shoes, friends, art, reading, Percussion, floorball, rock climbing.
.|.hate.|.dumbasses, jackasses, boundaries, being told what to do, people who brag about themselves constantly, mean people, cicadas -shudder-, Critising and those who pick on the weak....
.|.currently.|.
-talking to: nobody
-listening to: And then i turned seven. *
-watching: the world going by me....
-thinking:
abt life.
-wanting: the best
-iming: nobody
-surfing: the usuall.
-obsessing: music, percussion, cameras.
-wants: nothing.
