Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Teachers in school has lost their mental faculties. That is my MSN nick and damn, i've got a good freaking reason for that sentence okay. Sheesh, i do not live your life of luxury so therefore you have no fucking rights to do that to me. So i am incosiderate, its like the pot calling the kettle black. Buat klakar npk, ckg2 pat skolah. Their life lack humour until they have to use the students as their object of humour. Buat aku stress betul ahh. No offence ahh, but really gotta say this.
Anyway, the problem was solve. Have some people to thank to. Now another problem emerged. Damn, life is weird. Orang nk O Lvl macam2 betul. I lost my god loveable Samsung X660 phone. God bless me. Ha, sadly, i have lost the ability to cry over such mundane things. But felt deeply lost and sad. Considering i am handphoneless, till i am independent enough to buy a phone for myself. Which means i've got to find a job real soon. I swear who ever stole my phone, may you be blessed. Not only can't you use my phone due to your inability to break through my PASSWORD. You're not my sister who has taken a liberty to crack passwords as her part time job. Benda haram oii, Allah marah. Tk bermoral dan prinsip betul ah. Kalau tkda duit jgn lahh curi orangnye benda, tk baik tau.. Singapore nie banyak charity organisation, pergilah minta tolong. Lawak tk menjadi ahh. Nie bukan Teater Komedi siaa.
Then, btw English papers, Shah and ain told me something bad. All we can do now is pray. Ehh Bio paper and Geog tmr lahh. What the hell am i doing online? WHAT AM I DOING HERE? Where's my book. Ahh, how to survive hand cramps tmr?? 2hr 15 of Geog is very stressful okay. All the way write nonstop. Bio again. Pray for me. Doalah banyak2 Inheritence tk keluar essay. Kalau keluar pun keluar lah untuk qns 8.
I dont have a phone. Ish ish ish. I have my mp3. Yes, i can survive on mp3. I am going to Grad Night. Bloody hell, can you people believe that, Aidah pergi grad night. Pelik niee. Eh, adios lahh hor, i need to be gone. Selamat Hari raya.
You can say what you have to say cuz my mind's made up anyway I'm taking the high road going above you this is the last time that I'm gonna trust you You can say what you have to saycuz my mind's made up anyway all that bullshit you talk might work a lot but it's not gonna work today
i made a move at 5:17 PM
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