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Friday, June 8, 2007

HAPPY BIRTHDAY WAK GENDRENGGGG.
GEN GEN GEN GEN GEN GENDRENNNGGGGGGGGG.
EHEM.DAH 18.
MAT ROCKERS SESAT!!
HEEEE.
KAULAH KAWAN AKU BEB.
DARIPADA PRIMARY SCHOOL SAMPAI SEKARANG.
LETS ROCK TOGETHER AGAIN.
and if you are reading this,
ehem* dah legal.and ex kau hot.
and so,after so long,it was sabo time in Seoul Garden.
Fun fun.

1)ugh.Rambut berserak. Wak Gendreng,Emily, yours truly.

2) Edddyyy! and Bday boy. Eddy can sing well.Like seriously.Mat indon ni nyanyi power.
Oh,and saw alot of mamaks in the train today, they boarded from Toa Payoh.
And so i know, they must be from the dance comp Logan was talking about.
And, Killerbeez won third.
Kudos to you dudes.
And guess who won champs?
BORDERS.
Like takde orang lain.pppft.
Still,Congratulations.


And so,this is the second part of the STORY.

The girl I love with all my heart: Two
I open my curtains and let the sunshine in. It is a new day, I think to myself, it is a new life. But then I notice the girl I love with all my heart sitting in the tree outside my house. She is holding a placard which reads: I am having sex on a regular basis with my boyfriend. I love my boyfriend. He is very handsome.
She waves at me.
I close my curtains and start to cry.

hah. and i wonder.
i knew this would happen.
but i still wonder.

the naked heart.