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Friday, May 13, 2005

jon called at 10.30. We were suppose meet for big breakfast this morning, but i overslept. I was suppose to wake up at 9am. On the laptop, blasted MCR's drowning lessons and more. Smoked the 1st cigg of the day.

Met imran at Cck interchange to bus down to PS. Met Jon and we had Ayam Pangan for lunch. Waited for the late queen, Jiaying at the movie ticket booth. I was shocked went the late queen came. Her hair looks like Betty Boops. Jiaying, u nv fail to shock me. Went into the cinema 15 mins late. Thanks to Jiaying. During the movie, Jiaying was so busy msg-ing. So many msges to spare. The movie we watch is The Jacket. Its a stupid show i guess.

Went out of PS, and Jiaying shock me again. I mean shock me, Jonathan and blackie. i shallnt continue, later she kill me. Walking along istana and decided to go to Cineleisure Kpool to play pool. I won Jonathan and Jiaying, and Jon's blaming me to be tyco. Im juz too pro for him i guess. In the mid of pool, Angi came, took some pics while pooling. Angela's so cute.

Abandoned Jiaying at Cineleisure to cab down to High Point Rehab' Centre to eat FREE steamboat. Imran couldnt eat pork as he's a Muslim but the uncle beside him push him the Pork Liver. LoL. Toured around the Rehab Centre. Got a glimpse of the life the inmates. Well, i really admire them. They pulled through the toughest period of their life. They are god damn friendly. Left the Rehab Centre to Aljunied Mrt. On the way to the Mrt station, some fucking massuers tried to lure us into fucking their smelly pussies. We were so totally turned off by them. I told imran if my wife were to be a fucking hooker, i'll slice her fucking tits and burn her fucking pussy.

While waiting for the train, we were all awaiting for Angi's msg. Train came, so did Angi's msg. She couldnt get thru our fones, so she called blackie. She told Jon that shes tired so she wanna go home. After she hung up, Jon and me were damn moody. I was disappointed. Sometimes i think that Angi's always giving false hopes. Maybe im wrong. Im juz typing wads going thru my mind and heart.

Reached Somerset Mrt, suddenly walked out of the train, Jon followed but not blackie. He wans to go home because his Mama's scolding him i think. Walked to Taka. Slacked inside Taka. The aircon's nice. Went to withdraw money and went to toilet after that. Walked out of Taka to the bus stop behind Taka and we saw a grey Rolls Roylce. Looks great. -jealous

Board 162 after a fucking bus driver of 162 dint stop us. Sat near the driver with some fucking fresh secondary grads. They think they are cool but they act like some fucking losers. They think smoking's cool, but i think they will burn to death like how the cigg burns.

Alighted at the bus stop near Jon's house. Shopped for stocks to last us through the night at the Mobil petrol station outside Jon's house. Gonna sleep over at Jon's house.

Now im blogging using his laptop and his beside me drawing on my left arm with water colours.

Jon's dipping black water colours on my nipples. Fucking disgusting shit. LoL.
The drawings on my arm looks great. All thanks to the artistic Jonathan Lai.

Feelings- Somehow or another i feel that today's so imcomplete. Something's missing. Im missing her, but i guess she doesnt knows it. Maybe im not making it known.

If im gonna form a band, im gonna name my first single "Christian vs Islam"
o ya, today's Friday the 13th. Luckily nth bad happened to me. Thank me.


-da end


06/06/06
11:53 PM

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