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Saturday, September 02, 2006


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i changed my url, like to prevent particularly, some idiots, like so fucking fuked-up to check on hell what i'm doing. like, for pete's sake, go do your damned fucking business man, like why check on me, like dude, check on me, that must be your insanity driving you nuts. don't make my life miserable, likewise, use your puny brain(the big question is whether you have one, like heck, use even your arse if it means so) to think that i can always make your life miserable, like you wanna check on me, like trying to be my friend, and check on where did i go, make yourself scare, like hell right now, i can be a friend to you, but never true, that will be the last thing i ever want though, don't drive me nuts, i'm begging my guts of you, like damned you.

oh, so much for the vulgarities, like shait, i used so much f words. like, heck. pardon me though.

okay, let's talk about ytd! went to meet senior, went to sentosa and we were like what the fuck we ended up in Palawan! we wanted to go to Siloso, yeah cmon, rant on me, say we're like two stupid idiots who walked from Palawan to Siloso when we could like, fucking take a damned tram! like yeah, we walked there ._. reached, settled down and realise like there's so much red ants, like crawling arnd, like damned! then we went to Delifrance, for like some breakfast thing, i don't know man, like snacks or whatsoever, heck. we settled down at another place, and we got greeted by a bunch of girls doing indian dance, like hey, that's friendly, indeed. thanks. then we walked off, finally, after how fucking long, we reached this damned place, and we suntanned, like with some shait protective suntan oil, SPF 8, like for pete's sake, SPF 8 is not even enough to protect a damned ant from getting burnt, fancy calling it protective suntanning oil, like fuck. thanks.

we went on, suntanning, suntanning, till we were roasted, like, some succulent pig, went to erh, walked about. seriously, walking about, like from siloso all the way till the end of tanjong beack, like fuck, thanks. but overall, it's fun man. like, yeah, there you go. on the way, we passed palawan, like fuck there's so much kids here dude! we stared at those really cute ones. but dude, we came to a conclusion, there's this erotic guy man, like, shait, he enjoys the feeling of sitting on a damned foutain, stopping it from squirting water, and when he stands up, the damned water like shoot up his arse, erotic aye. kids nowadays, like hah. went for second round of suntanning, yeah, and this time round, it's final, we got really burnt.

went home, and that's all.
(pardon me from all the obscenity, i just felt like unfurling my anger, like thanks.)