YNovember 15, 2004
fuck.im so torn.after all tha minta maaf and all.i feel like shit. hai~ people have all been pressurising me soo much.gosh. im soo torn deep inside. fo those who read ma blog please dunt ask me wat's it's about kay. it's not between guys or wateva.just families. just families. wateva decision i make,im sure it's gonna hurt. i wanna die.
dope,thanksies~ for accompanying me aight.please zara and topshop are not like high class okek.really.i was quite fucked up lah~ but a lil cheerful after meetin yer nonsensical self.i miss you so much.how times flies.after all these while we've never been chillin bfore and all of a sudden *poof* hahahaha. and then next time shud buy cologne.u smell like a man...wahahahhahaha. madness.and umm i blanje u cuz u accompany me.not bcus im baik...but i am baik.ryte ryte ryte...n u better do colour plans and ace yer history and arts ah.ur face also like drawin so better ace it.!!! if not.ill smack yer chest.again.and again.and again. and umm u shud follow me go buy panties and thongs more often okek.cuzzzzzzz.u need to know.too lil exposure lah youuu. ure soo not a metrosexual. im sure ull find a grunge gf one day hus mucus will just slide down and u still adore her. weee~ hahaha.andu can buy her levi's jeans frm warehse and she can koyak2 kan.grunge wat.haha and make her hair messy3.like never brush for 3 years. cool ryte.wahahhaa. siow. aunty (ur mama) wont be sooo please too hear bout that.haha. and umm u still owe me chocolate cake.remeber.? u ididot.
we chill again kay next time.and we can sit down at staircase which clearly says no smokin,fine 1000 and still smoke and ill take vids of you duin waterfall again and again.wahhaha.
dope i am still stuck into either buyin tha umm green or red.shit mang.it's $46.not soo bad lah~ryte...
smtimes ryte.i feel like im tooo emotional,seriously. and im still fuckin torn.i am sure people will be unhappy wit ma decision. im torn bet families,and also. smth else.i dunt like this feeling.at all.this sucks.
i wanna fly away. this sucks. help.
*dies*
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