Saturday, August 14, 2004

Typical boring days

Sigh. Sigh. Boring days. Boring Nights. Where would i be without my erm.....wadevas. These few days can be sumamrised into nothingness....nothing interesting...perhaps the appearance of a new rival. =P immense commitment i say. lolz...and his name shall be revealed. Joseph Seah. Just a few quotes from his sms-es in not so perfect grammar and distortion of meaning, which i hope is due to his english and not his retardedness. Go refine your english first boy. Second, omgi juz hate his face. dunnoe why. rom the day i got intro-ed to him hes been giving me a COCKY face. agreed and endorsed by loads of people.... but oh well....i may just be yet another victim of politics. i really dun want to go inside. cos one i get in its impossible to get out. and inside is a world of hurt. a glossy surface encasing hell inside. nvm...let nature take its course... haha....its har being in NPCC....friday its so boring my head goes bonkers. everyone is at EP3, then this bunch of unique people dun have anything on...so stupid just to think of it....and worse still i have nothing to look forward to except a sucky kaykaing trip, and a disappointed friend cos i didn't go for something NICE BECAUSE of the stupid kayaking....NPCC sec 3s are a bunch of F^&*ers. and our TOs are also not worthy of respect lar.....all i can protest is to attitude...try to abide more by ur promises of release thank you very much. u say two. i got released at 3 something last time. wad kind of stupid planning is this?wadeva....

its times like this when i especially concentrate on you. i see you in my dreams, even when im not sleeping. i hear you from afar, even when i am not listening. i feel your presence even when u are miles away. but at times like this i only have myself and my thoughts. it is then i get carried away and engage in my quality world. one with you. me. and that would have been the most perfect world i can ever dream of. in my life. in my whole twisted tainted strange influenced retarded meaningless sad life.

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