Sunday, May 17, 2009
OMG. I SO HATE IT WHEN FATBALL USE MY LAPTOP. Almost EVERYTHING she changed it to her preference. Oh, wells.
Anyways, moving on, yesterday went badminton with syroll. Omg, like after donkey years, we FINALLY play badminton!!! Hahaha.
So, meet up at the normal place and time. and yes, after only a handful of rounds, we are like bloody perspiring sia! and trust me, all I did was just moving my hand and hop around. AND I BLOODY PERSPIRE LIKE AS IF I RUN 10 ROUNDS IN THE STADIUM LARH.
So played till lights out and went up and chilled at my house. the usual. And guess what? We ate cakes!! BLOODY 2 CAKES. It’s like we are gaining weight instead of losing weight larh. And so, what’s the point man to go badminton. Haha. ok, but no doubt, I had lots of fun badminton-ing with syroll.
Anyways, syroll was a pain in the ass yesterday. I was like talking to her and she TOTALLY ignored me and continues munching that muffin. Irritating sak!!!
Another thing, she’s totally deaf on that day. Really.
I was like say donggak, and she heard ronggak. Mak kauuuu… mcm nak bunoh jek. Haha
OH YES! THIS ONE MUST WRITE:
Syroll: I didn’t wear anything attractive on that day sia! simple gile. I was wearing blue shirt and red polo. That’s all!
Me: so, what exactly are you wearing?
Right? What exactly are you wearing syroll???? Haha.
Anddd!!! I hate this. Throughout the day I’m with her, she never once stop talking about upin&ipin.
Read this syroll and mas: THEY ARE NOT CUTE. PAHAM. Aku bunoh korg satu2 baru tau. Hahaha
Irritating sak. Everything that I said, they will MUST fight back. And the common word: THEY ARE SO CUTEEE!! Not. Ok.
So, I wanna talk about Friday night. Bloody bitch. Just because I show you my fucked up attitude, it doesn’t mean that you can show me yours ok. And bloody hell. Don’t think im blind to see you giving eye contact to that pathetic friend of yours. Get this, he cant do anything much to me. motherfucker. Omg, typical wannabe brainless bitch.
‘I don’t understand you’
‘I don’t understand myself too’ I replied.
Anyways, moving on, yesterday went badminton with syroll. Omg, like after donkey years, we FINALLY play badminton!!! Hahaha.
So, meet up at the normal place and time. and yes, after only a handful of rounds, we are like bloody perspiring sia! and trust me, all I did was just moving my hand and hop around. AND I BLOODY PERSPIRE LIKE AS IF I RUN 10 ROUNDS IN THE STADIUM LARH.
So played till lights out and went up and chilled at my house. the usual. And guess what? We ate cakes!! BLOODY 2 CAKES. It’s like we are gaining weight instead of losing weight larh. And so, what’s the point man to go badminton. Haha. ok, but no doubt, I had lots of fun badminton-ing with syroll.
Anyways, syroll was a pain in the ass yesterday. I was like talking to her and she TOTALLY ignored me and continues munching that muffin. Irritating sak!!!
Another thing, she’s totally deaf on that day. Really.
I was like say donggak, and she heard ronggak. Mak kauuuu… mcm nak bunoh jek. Haha
OH YES! THIS ONE MUST WRITE:
Syroll: I didn’t wear anything attractive on that day sia! simple gile. I was wearing blue shirt and red polo. That’s all!
Me: so, what exactly are you wearing?
Right? What exactly are you wearing syroll???? Haha.
Anddd!!! I hate this. Throughout the day I’m with her, she never once stop talking about upin&ipin.
Read this syroll and mas: THEY ARE NOT CUTE. PAHAM. Aku bunoh korg satu2 baru tau. Hahaha
Irritating sak. Everything that I said, they will MUST fight back. And the common word: THEY ARE SO CUTEEE!! Not. Ok.
So, I wanna talk about Friday night. Bloody bitch. Just because I show you my fucked up attitude, it doesn’t mean that you can show me yours ok. And bloody hell. Don’t think im blind to see you giving eye contact to that pathetic friend of yours. Get this, he cant do anything much to me. motherfucker. Omg, typical wannabe brainless bitch.
Ok, da. That’s all for today! bye pantats!
p.s Idk why, I have been receiving lots of wedding invitation lately. Omgs.
‘I don’t understand you’
‘I don’t understand myself too’ I replied.
what we could have been, 4:00 PM.
