Why don't you kiss her?

Sunday, September 17, 2006

tracy's birthday. beep beep. going to deb's place later again, she she's whining about that. heh. life's sooooooo boring okay. hurr. and tracy's getting a new watch tonight. rah, and i dont. ): okay, whatever. hoho. im BORED at home. and this idiot went to ask me who am i the third time already. boosh. and asked whether i'm in the phils. hahaa, retarded. oh well, my comp's lagginggggg like i don't know what. and people are pissing me off. rah.

so i was talking to tiffany like two days ago? ah, then we heard another girl talking. hahahaa, i thought it was my sis using the second line and somehow it got a crashed line or something, then when i on the second line phone in my room, it's toooooooooooooooootttt. hahaha, tiffany got SCARED. then i went down, and tracy's ALONE, watching tv. hahaha, then that girl went,"huh, he don't even appreciate..... " and tiffany and i heard her say YA LAH! so loud can. scarded me. hahaha, oh well, so we all stopped work and starting searching for that ghostly person and eavesdrop her talk. hohos, mummy said, i probably contacted hell. like wth, totally reatrded. watched tv with tiffany again. some idiot she is, keep on singing and singing the tokyo drift song. hahaha. okay. need to go deb's house already. tata, BYE WORLD.

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