no life, no life, no life. what the hell am i here, on this page, at this hour? read the first line.
tmr is the official end of exams. it's freakn long and irritating. i'm not in the studying mood anymore. i never even touch my core geog stuff, like shit. saw this hot woman at tiong station. man, like how often you see hot stuff at around tiong vicinity? she's really whoa.. i was like grin grin, nod nod at hannah n rachel and they turn to look. haha.. rachel was tryna make me jealous by saying the woman brushed pass her when we boarded the train. ok whatever, she's going home with me.. lol..
with people like that, the world is beautiful.
where are the bullets?
THINGS WORTH KILLING FOR.
cardigan
new shirts
faded jeans
tie
light yellow polo tee
white berms
nice belt
nice tall mohawk
cymbal set
glam, gay haircut
blonde
my wife :]
