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Thursday, December 23, 2004

just one last prayer..

[add @0418hours]
Someone like you makes it
All worth while
Someone like you keeps
Me satisfied.
Someone exactly like you.
I've been travellin' a hard road
Lookin' for someone exactly like you
I've been carryin' my heavy load
Waiting for the light to come
Shining through.

[/add]
roar.
fuckity fuck fuck fuck.
lost my fucking lousy phone which pissed me off cos there's tonnes of messages inside and contacts. roarrr. and the best part. its pickpocket by some fuckwit cheenaman in his 40s who pushed me and used the chance to fucking steal it. lanjiaobin please.

was so fucking pissed at the world lah aiyo. and it happened at orchard mrt. anws i hope he dies, get knocked down or sth. that phone so fcking lousy. i wonder why the fck he want it for lah please. lan jiao lan jiao lan jiao bin. roar i hope he die lah or get caught by the police or what lah omg. kil kil kil.

besides that, my day was great with janey! my love hohoho. we got lotsa gifts (well, a couple), and shoppped! i got a wish list now! 2 fucking tops and one cap(not trucker cap.)! hur. (:
got my top (((: happiness.
mambo sales was bad please. dont have sizes and skirts to my liking. roarness.
saw raza and keshh, errrr. kelly too heh heh. oh well.

christmas is coming and i had to lose my phone. fuct up. nvm, my brother was intending to get me a new one anyway, just sad that i dont have memories to cling onto. there re near 200 messages inside(with sentimental value) and that fckwit im sure fcking dont unds english got hold of it. im sure he'l delete it all fck head nimwit. GOD. i hope he dies or sth.

on a lighter note, christmas eve is tmrw. (:
well well. still havent got stuf for some humans. hohoho.
lovelove. bbl. (:

All I wanna do,
Is grow old with you


drenched in distaste ; 10:26 PM



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