Thursday, February 5

im lost.

im so lost.


i dont really know whats going on anymore.
im gonna quit that stupid motherfucking job.

there were mostly two words going through my head when i was carrying the sacks of rice around.

pukituang and cheebye lan.
i dont klnow why pukitiang ah,
but its just cemented in my head.

please lah help me.
perhaps a round of guitar hero will help.
but that costs money.

OMG.
SO MANY THINGS HAUNTING RIGHT NOW.

2 DVDS OVERDUE FOR 3 DAYS. THATS 6BUCKS.

HOLGA PHOTOS, 4 ROLLS, THATS 40SOMETHING BUCKS.

D.A.E RESULTS NOT OUT YET.


HOLY SHIT.
THIS SUCKS ALOT.


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and ohmygod, i hear singing next door.
and im on the bloody second floor of the house.



all these people must kena stab lah.
to remind them not to be motherfuckers.













































































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