fucktastic i tell you. go try!

this was fantastic.

THIS WASN'T. it was anything BUT fantastic. CCB.

sun

woke up at 3.30pm. gobbled down rice w b again. then she had t rush off cos yeye's in hospital. spent the rest of the day being ill and helping w dinner. bigbro and sis came w donut. cute lil thing. he can never fail t make me smile. hes a shih tzu in case you're wondering. sis is getting a yorkshire soon though. i don't know if she can cope, but she'd better. might be kept busy ferrying between sembawang and home since Oreo (the yorkshire) would be quarantined there. watched a couple of EPL matches. need i emphasize on my euphoria? 1-0! HAHAHA. and FUCK t referee Rob Styles who is the most unprofessional thing i've seen in my life. that fucking wasn't fucking a fucking penalty. thank you very much. nuff' said.

mon

so i didnt sleep and was online all the way from sun. b said she'd come over since i couldnt sleep. and that dream became a reality. that silly girl cabbed down at 4plus5 and sneaked in. HAHA. i love the kick we get out of our burglar acts. HAHAHA. you ARE a burglar. you stole my heart. (: so we slept in each others arms till 7 and poor b had t hide in my wardrobe while i got ready for school. that brat actually fell asleep in there! must have been hypnotized by bobo. (: so we timed our 'runs' and got out of the house safely without being caught. thanks t yin and boyy who helped us think of the strategies. drama in the morning indeed. had breakfast and TWO cups of barley for me. t quote myself, 'i won't be heaty. i'll be so cooling my nose blood will get sucked back in' i think i'm quite funny, no? cracked random jokes, laughed alot (prob cos we were too tired), reached home and we fell asleep till noon. met boyy at paya lebar and bused t katong for good food which included laksa, barley, ice-cream from awfully chocolate and bacon from cold storage. had two hours plus of pool and as usual, it was great fun. after which we were robbed. YES. daylight robbery i should say. at the motherfucking chicken rice stall. the rice were probably diamonds and pearls and the chicken was probably made of gold. the price was a whopping 11 BUCKS. (gives you all time t react-) we shook our heads in disbelief and swore out loud never t patronize that goddamn stall again. BURNNNN in hell you people! may the chickens peck your hands till they rot the next time you wanna slaughter them. (okay wait, they don't slaughter them do they? they get dead chickens. oh whatever.) rushed back w b and accompanied her home first t grab eyedrops and a purse for yeye then bought grapes and flew t NUH where we were engrossed in eavesdropping on a highly-entertaining quarrel between mother and son. why entertaining you say? yalams trying t speak perfect english. thats HAHA. mother slapping son in the bus. mind you son is in his teens. double HAHA. mother screaming and no she doesnt have a sexy voice. thats OUCH t my ears. and oh content! HAHA hilarious. from the 'you betrays my trust' to the 'useless like your father' to the 'i cant educates my son. my one son.' my ONLY son, no? TOLD YOU it was entertaining.

i hate hospitals. i really do. they're morbid. and when i step in i don't smell crisp air from the air con nor medicine nor dettol. i smell death. but w you walking beside me, i have no qualms w stepping into a hospital anymore. for youre my angel. and i know you'll never let me walk alone in that morbid place.

bbq this sunday. imma get fucking wasted on the breakwater and make love w you under the stars. HAHAHA. it's time t start job-hunting. WOOHOO. and it's another off day for me tmr. school, what's that? HAHA.

now THAT was random. BYE NOW!