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29 January, 2005
Wad Shitz?!
Yo man. Things started going out of them hands. Well, shitz happen all around rite? Haiz. Dis tag-thingy has really made me think AGAIN. Yar-lar. Made me think dat dis kind of people won't live life tha fullest till their satisfied, which they won't. So their life would be wasted. Haiz. Kesian-kan? *shaking my head 7 times* Ok!
Woke up at 8.45 am. Didn't had breakfast. At 9.05 am, I had to send Aidah to her fren's b'dae party. Haiz. It's a Saturdae morning, man! I'm not supposed to wake up till 11! Watever-lar. Then, met Hamzah and his family down tha escalator to interchange. Went home. Did some A.Math. Then Iswan rang. Called to ask me out. NO!! As in asking me to follow him jam. U noe, become his drummer..? So, we met at 2 pm along wit' Rusydi. Guess wad? There ain't no jamming room vacancies till 5.30 pm. Wad tha fweakin' heck?! Had no plans. So went to Marsiling and followed Iswan buy a bag. Slick one. A sling bag. Nice. After dat, went to Rusydi's house and played PS2. Got hold of Resident Evil yada-yada. (forgot its full name.) I got freaked out. So changed tha game to GTA 4. It's cool. But I got bought easily. So I played tha guitar instead, letting Iswan have tha chance to play. He played dis Samurai game. It's like woohoo! If only they use real blood for tha killing parts... I went home at 4.30 pm. Then, Ayah called. Said he wanted us to meet him at CP. Went out again. Zul got himself a choker. Sheeze. I felt jealous. U see, mine's a lil' bit smaller and quite dull. And his is like bigger and black and white. For ur freaking info, I'm talking about our chokers, u damn yellow freaking minded!! Then, I went hungry again. Got some Okonomi Pizza or sumthing like dat. Also bought some keropok lekor, dis balls on sticks they called fishball sticks, long meatballs and a 7-up. Went home at 8 am. Dat's all I could say for t'dae. Felt tired, man. And tomorrow I've got madrasah to attend. Yes. No. Fawwaz gonna pass me dat GNR live concert in Rio VCD. Hell yearh! Waiting for tomorrow to come badly.. Peace out!
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- 9:41 PM
