so yes i ponned school again. somethings really wrong w me. i'm a screwed student. and i thought i would only be like this in sec school. i'm losing my motivation, it's a fucked school and i hate my classmates. wait, do i? i don't know. skipping school is so addictive. b came over early in the morning and we slept till 12.30. had imba lunch where i ever-so meticulously removed the bones from the chicken for that brat. surprisingly, i didn't complain. it's w you that my patience never wanes. it's w you that i seem t want t protect you. it's you that i wanna give the best to. bused t my beloved bbss. lots of revelations in the bus, oh it was good. i think i'm retarded cos i was actually nervous about gg back t school. oh god, how i miss those teachers, cute as ever. didn't get t see all but important ones. (: was a welcoming sight t see the canteen w the familiar faces of vendors (PURPLE PLATE! (:) and look at little girls w their rolled up skirts, ahlian hair, trying t sit at the canteen w a haughty look and acting like it's orchard that they're in and not school. adorable really. i miss those days where i behaved like that too. nostalgic nostalgic. oh and saw a few old school mates. handsome boy, ben, helmi. what a weird combination but it was nice talking t them once more. we've all grown up now. matured enough t put retarded pasts behind us.

had t leave pretty soon t meet boyy and scandal at town. 77-ed there and saw messiah in the bus. what a pretty boy. so me and b reached early, topshopped and kinokuniyaed. may i say i need money t fall from the sky, or perhaps a sugar daddy/mommy. i don't want t slog, NO. yes call me a brat. so the rest arrived pretty soon, along w wani and fana. walked t fareast t buy tongue studs. they did, JEF went round searching for my eyecandy's shop. found it but she wasn't there. had dessert at Han's where we saw jiali. pretty lady. oh and it was amusing t see how billions of people couldn't recognise b. ljsed soon after then met ken, the tongue-piercer of the day. i was pretty tempted t pierce mine too but b didn't want me t. but i was freaking out anyway. it's okay b, we'll get our tattoos soon! (:

finished everything then went outside t fag and people-watch. me and boyy had a good time scouting babes and laughing at fat thighs, flat chests, voluptuous ladies, weird body shapes oh and etc. met two of boyy's friends. and talked bout the guys i'd date. subsequently when JEF left for jurong, we talked about the people we'd fuck/get fucked by. hilarious list of names i tell you. oh i love days like these. i feel lazy but accomplished. i feel tired but fulfilled. okay the latter sounded wrong. HAHAHA.

b's staying over tmr. cycling plans on thurs. my life can't get any better.
actually it can, i gotta sort this 'lets pon school today' syndrome.
continue like this evan, you'll be a dropout.
but that doesn't sound too bad either.

fuck the future, i love my now.
and you, i wonder if you've thought of me like how i've thought about you?

you're the closest thing t perfection.
the one who receives all my affection.
the comfortable silence
the impeccable moments

fuck perfectly phrased sentences and the orotundity that comes along w it
who needs all those when i communicate w your heart?
you're too pure for all these pretentious words.
i hope 'i love you' is pure enough.
(: