Morning,
had the weirdest dream ever,
have no clue why i had it.
bfast,
woke up too late for bfast,
no bfast for me.
went to college,
took a taxi,
friendly chinese guy,
he thought i was malay,
i wouldnt blame him,
RM4.50 for such a short distance,
i told him to keep the change.
1st day back in class,
bore the hell outta me,
so much for being hardworking this sem,
left college.
took another taxi,
this time a cb faced guy,
taxi came up to RM6.50,
for an even shorter distance,
fucking rip offs.
came back,
did the only thing i was good at;
staring at the comp.
OR stalk peoples profile,
okay, lim's here to take me to lunch.
finish lunch.
got SUPER prepared to dish out tension on em weights
i was the only one prepared.
lim couldnt go,
nvm i have 2 more members,
got happy.
arvind couldnt go,
gosh,
why do i sense that i know what's gonna happen nxt,
brother came back uber late,
and said he's too lazy to go.
fuck.
continue doing the things i did best,
got green,
but then,
felt a lil lovey dovey,
un-privatise my blog,
posted up a french LOVE poem.
chatted with eequin and mandy;
so good of them to chat with me,
brought out some ugly past,
hmm, is that why i had that dream?
dont think so..
continue chatting.
hey look a message,
a series of message.
wow, now i see the funny side,
now i know why i had that dream.
turned out to be one of the worst day of my life.
FTWFML.
ant-clusion : how do u know what to think now? you dont.
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