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04 April, 2005
Unholy Confessions
Yo man. Hah. Finally got hold of my unholy computer after...3 dayz? Wow. Wad I missed? Ouh ritez. My full condolences to Pope John Paul II. He was a great man... Dude! Wad am I saying?! I dun even noe dis guy until....yesterdae? I juz feel sorry for him yar. Ok. Where did I stopped? Ouh. Me. Yar, I've been doing so many "good" deeds for tha past week. (yearh rite!) No lar. Nuthing much.
Aightz. Todae was nice. Yes? No? Maybe? Couldn't make up my mind? Dun noe? Whut-ever! So, skool's like normal. Best part was tha drugs talk. Yearh. Though it's old stuff, but it got me awake. Or was it some thing else, on my right..? Haiz.. Later on, went for band extra early. Did my math logbook. Due by todae! Then, Jun Tai came. My ex-senior? Yearh. He gave me bass drum advice. No surprise. Had our combine. No good. Well dat's wat Mr Err said. Try harder lar, guyz! SYF next Thursday only! Gotta buck up. And dat applies for me too. Fancy whacking tha bass drum any how! Shitz. Phuck me.
On friday, when I wanna go online, Ibu told me to do her some favour: Go to nenek's house and fetch a couple of cakes..? Yes, cakes. And so I did. Went there after Asar. Hehe. Reefa was like naughty naughty. She's only 2 and she's like a tape recorder. Juz between u and me, I accidentally cursed when I got my hand stuck under tha TV and Reefa was like, "aww sheeet"! Fast learner, huh? Well dat's my baby cuzzie. Since I was there, played wit' her some "monkey see, monkey do". Then I got tired. Watched Austin Powers. Hehe, stoopid movie. Then, Reefa interupted, insisting on a game of "meowsie". U noe, she's got dis stuffed kitten and we're like imagine dat it actually lives! Quite fun also! Hehe.
Then on Saturday, there's fweakin' band. But first, met up wit' Elmo. Damn he was "early"! Quickly rushed to skool after dat. As usual had sectionals, played some music, yada-yada. Went home at about 5 plus. Reached home, slept like a log. Woke up at 10pm. Hehe. Watched "Interview With The Vampire". Old movie. Nice. I love Tom's character. So vampire-ish! Fell asleep again, dis time for good.
Woke up tha next day early. Damn early. For Madrasah. Yearh. Hehe. During class, I was like totally dozing off. Dat sweet ain't enuff. Tried to stay awake. Bit my lip. Got it bleed. Hah. And I was up all lesson trying to endure tha fweakin' pain. Fawwaz juz shook his head. I was like, "What?" and then he's like, "What-ever man." We laughed all dat period. Then I spotted dis gurl. Guess wad? She's wearing tudung and yet, her hair could be seen clearly!! I was like, "Dude, she dat lady in fairy tales wit' damn long hair?" Hehe. Dat gurl could be seen blushing. Paiseh! Haiz.. Went home. Ayah messaged me, saying dat I should go to nenek's housie again. Dis time to look after her 'cuz Wak Lala had to go to Geylang SERAI wit' Wak Nong to get some stuff for Kak Lina's wedding next month. Whoa, so fast. Haiz. Got to nenek's house A.S.A.P. Hehe, so nice of me. Whut-ta-dilly-yo! Did my public speaking topic there. Family Violence. dat's my topic. Violent huh? Yearh. Did some other shitz there. Helped out wit' Zul's math. Yada-yada. Went home dead beat. No energy to go online. Shitz. So I waited till today. And here I am! And now, out I go. Until tha next time. Peace, wit' some shitz written below...
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Sorrow,
Sank deep inside my blood
All the ones around me,
I cared for and (loved) most of all I loved
But I can't see myself that way
Please don't forget me or cry while I'm away.
It all built up, inside of me
A place so dark, so cold, I had to set me free
Don't mourn for me,
You're not the one to place the blame
As bottles called my name,
I won't see you tonight...
reminisced;
- 8:06 PM
