Friday, February 27, 2009

YAY.
FINALLY. SO OVER AND DONE WITH THE PAPERS.

EDMUND'S BACK.
PARTYING.
DRINKING.
SLOOOOZING.

:)

this week has been such a drag.
from saturday all the way to this morning.
i was on the verge of snapping yesterday.
thankfully my beloved friends knocked some nutsense into my numbskull.
loveyall.

okay.okayokay.
i so need to rest now so i can party later.
tata.
tete.
tahtah.
srsly, wtf.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

"The Best"

it was one of those mornings where i had to rush out of the house due to my dad's unavailability in driving me to school. im not someone who enjoys being late and ironically; it was my first time being late for the whole semester! clocking in at an impressive timing of 25 mins after class commenced.

while journeying to school, i suddenly remembered that i forgot to wish my mom a "good morning" and bid my mom "goodbye". thus i decided to text her.
I sent her " Mom. I just realised i haven't said good morning to you when i left the house. Well, have a good day ahead"
my mom replied " Thanks! May the god bless you too"
my reply was " he does? oh well. "
my mom replied " dear, remember to listen to mom and that i always give you the best"
and i replied her " mom, i dont wish to talk about this right now"

albeit i said that i dont wanna talk about it but what's the best.
where is that line that defines best and notbest.
seriously,
i think im losing my faith big time.
ouh man.

the examinations are around the corner.
prioritising is the key :) parties can always come later.
right now, it's almost about time that i hit the books.
so sorry to many many of my clubbing friends that i am not able to join ya'll for all the booze,slutdrinks and dancingfrenzy. pardon me but i'll be back!

Sunday, February 1, 2009

WHAT THE FUCK.

HOW MANY TIMES MUST I REPEAT MYSELF.
DONT FUCKING RANSACK MY STUFFS/BUYS/CLOTHES.
I SERIOUSLY CAN'T BE BOTHERED IF YOU DO IT BEHIND MY BACK.
BUT HOW COULD YOU DO IT INFRONT OF MY FACE.
DO YOU KNOW THAT YOU'RE ACTUALLY SLAMMING YOUR SON'S PRIDE SO F-ING HARD.
I ALREADY SAID, I DONT FEEL COMFORTABLE WITH YOU RANSACKING MY STUFFS.
YET YOU STILL GO AHEAD AND DO IT RIGHT INFRONT OF MY FACE.
DON'T MY WORDS WEIGH MUCH TO YOU? YOUR ONLY SON'S WORDS.
I AM SO SO SO IRRITATED RIGHT NOW, FUCK YOU AND YOUR CHURCH INVOLVEMENT.
IF YOU COULD BE SO INVOLVED IN CHURCH, WHY NOT BE MORE INVOLVED AT HOME AND NOTICE THAT YOUR LOVED ONES ARE CHANGING.( IF YOU DO CONSIDER ME AS ONE).

I JUST CANNOT BELIEVE HOW YOU ACTUALLY OPEN MY BAG INFRONT OF MY FACE.
SHOULD I NOT STOP YOU IN TIME, YOU WOULD HAVE UTTERED YOUR LAME COMMENTS ON WHAT IS IN THAT BAG.

I FUCKING TOLD YOU I DONT BUY MY LIFE FROM THE BIBLE.
SO FUCKING STOP ASKING ME TO GO TO CHURCH.
DO YOU KNOW, I FUCKING FEEL LIKE RIPPING THE NECKLACE IVE BEEN WEARING.
I WEAR IT JUST TO FUCKING PLEASE YOU. YOU AND YOUR SELFISHNESS.
YOU BETTER STOP RANSACKING MY STUFFS.
FUCKOFFANDGO PLEASE.

DON'T PUSH ME ANY FURTHER.
SERIOUSLY. DON'T EVEN TRY.
YOU HAVE ALREADY CREATED THIS BIG DEVIL UNKNOWINGLY.
JUST PUSH ME FURTHER AND I'M SO SORRY; THIS NEWS WILL JUST SHOCK YOU SO BADLY.