Hakimah came over,and boy I was glad to see her.We didn't talk much
yesterday and I felt the distance between us.However,today was a bit
different.We both actually spoke to each other.Like the usuals.
Only,I think there was a bit of stiffness in me.Well,come to think
of it,maybe I should take back what I spit in the previous entry.
See what anger did to me.

Oh people.I have a new blog,especially for my innermost thoughts.
Entries that weren't supposed to be read by you-know-who.Anyway,
today I read MASTIKA again regarding gays.Imah must've been puzzled
by my behavior.How can a Mastika book make me guffawed loudly?Well,
the stories there tells it all.It depicts stories ranging from
the growing of metal societies to the ports of homosexuals.It's
really informative,since I get to dig out what's the buzz around
their state[:

I'm trying to complete my homework by today.Papa might be bringing us
out to Bugis or Geylang.*WAHAHAHA*

Labels: Life is sweet sometimes.

I know I can be twisted at times even for a rather BRIGHT seventeen-year-old. I am partyKiller's die-hard fan!

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