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sigh.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MADHAN.

P.S: I still want to know what the P. stands for.

I'll get you roses alright?

I only chose that picture because you look horrible. Yes, me too, so shut it.

sometimes i think it's just goodbye.
but then i just hold back.
and then i sit down and wonder why.
and my heart begins to crack.
you pretend to love, and then you look away.
you make me believe, and i think of you for the rest of the day.

nice ah.

anyway, hello. i'm tired of this shit. :]

I'M AT HOME. HAH.

freaking headache.

anyway. yesterday was woohoo. mosh ah, mosh.
i'm supposed to forget about what happened yesterday, right?

hah. no.

P.S: MY FRIENDS ARE WACKOS.

went out with 3 freaking virgos, and 2 capricorns.
ahmad, yuji, sally. di, and shaz.

mosh ah, mosh.

and then suddenly i'm the pink she-hulk.
-______-

waa.

Hell-o.

Yuji late again. Nevermind. Sigh.

YOU OWE ME $12.50. no la. actually yes ah, but nevermind.

Watched the performance half way and got bored.

Sorry.

I made a skirt a top. Hawhaw.

And yeah. Had fun. Got pictures. Wait la.

I saw a friend. He cried. I feel so bad. Really.

I wish he could stop. He walked alone. He sat alone.

He watched me laugh with my other friends. Alone.

He found out something. I'll stop here.

Sigh. Salihin can pop. Or whatever you call it.

Yeah. Yuji too. haha. step usher.

okay go.

okay bye.

P.S: NEXT TIME TAKE YOUR TOP OFF, NOT OPEN SHIRT ONLY LA DJANGGO...

DON'T HIDE THOSE ABS.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

NO,I'M NOT A HORNY ANTELOPE. SHUT UP.

Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand fucks?

I'm a fake.

This is the part where I go blaablaahblahblaaah.

blaablaahblahblaaah.

okay fine.

Small, simple, safe price

Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets

This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals

And I am not afraid to die

I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.

I want the pain of payment

What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts

Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks

Would you be my little cut?

Would you be my thousand fucks?

And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid

To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts

My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter

I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart

Love is not like anything

Especially a fucking knife

nice.

i'm not in the mood. don't bother me.

YES, I LIKE PUG JELLY.
SO SHUT UP.

grr. throw bottles on stage and push around.
fuck you.

oh look, it's the attack of the "LOOK!-I'M-A-COOL-FUCKING
PUNKROCKER-SIOLAR-SACHOK" mats.

GO EAT FUCKING POO.

Look away from the sea
I can take you anywhere
Spend a vision with me
A chase with the wind

Move closer to me
I can make you anyone
I think you're ready to see
The gates of Babylon

The power of what has been before
Rises to trap you within
A magic carpet ride a genie maybe more
A city of heavenly sin
Sleep with the devil and then you must pay
Sleep with the devil and the devil will take you away
Oh gates of Babylon

You can see but you're blind
Someone turned the sun around
But you can see in your mind
The gates of Babylon

You're riding the endless caravan
Bonded and sold as a slave
A sabre dance removing all the veils
Getting as good as you gave

Sleep with the devil and then you must pay
Sleep with the devil and the devil will take you away

Look away from the
can take you anywhere
Spend a vision with me
A chase with the wind

Move closer to me
I can make you anyone
I think you're ready to see
The gates of Babylon

The power of what has been before
Rises to trap you within
A magic carpet ride a genie maybe more
A city of heavenly sin

Sleep with the devil and then you must pay
Sleep with the devil and the devil will take you away
Black gates of Babylon

The devil is me
And I'm holding the key
To the gates of sweet hell
Babylon

I have a new guitar teacher. And he is going to teach me this song.
And his name is Faiz I-forgot-his-last-name.

Okay bye.

hello there.




the angel from my nightmare.
wait.
suddenly it all sounds so familliar.

It's the post-valentine's thing.
We all need to kill cupid after that.

Just made a fresh batch of brownies.
Help yourselves.
HAWHAW.

okay bye.

okay.
i didn't sleep.
was baking brownies.
and yeah.
well.
it's valentines day.

and then the concert. i think i sucked.
really. and i almost dropped the bass again.

well.

nothing again.

i gave a card to cashvin. brownies to the boys. and madhan.
i have 2 more cards. one to ahmad.

and another for yuji.
hello yuji. we waited. LONG.
what happened?
your rose and brownie disappeared.
your card's still here.

and sushi disappeared too.

sigh.

nicked roses. hah. funny ah.

happy v.day. *cringes*

Rehearsal wasnt all bad.


YUJI SORRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYY.


okay go.

You are a pickle with toothpics in it. But you
knew that already. Are you sour inside? Has
someone done something to you? Maybe to move
on, you need to take those toothpics out
yourself. Or maybe, they're protecting you
from getting hurt again. Or both. Choose
wisely. Think twice the next time you eat a
pickle.

The Whats In Your Kitchen Personality Test

okay. gotta run. HAH.

okay. so my first time.

nevermind. don't be sick. i'm talking about gigs.

i paid a fucking $6.50. No, no, $2.50 more for dramaboy.
just to see ahmad get wacky playing the guit.

right.

-________-

yuji strip. SO I CAN AT LEAST TELL WHETHER YOU LOOK LIKE
DOUG OR NOT. i'm NOT a horny bitch. no, don't listen to them, i'm not.

okay fine, you look ABIT like mikey. A BIT ONLY. shut up you.

okay. tired. i need to go study. YES. accunts can go eat poo. hah. accunts.
and hey hey for social studies.

fin.

Hello world.

Bleh. I didn't feel like saying that.
Yet, I lied? Wait, why do we lie?
Oh, I forgot.

It's already a habit.
Not a bad one. I mean, we lie for
the good things too right?
Right?

Sigh.

I'm starting to do homework now.
No, not a lie.





By the way, the audition sucked,
BIGTIME,
but we still got in. And we need fucking practice.
Someone help.