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God wants us to trust one another. But its proven to work otherwise.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Credits: www.postsecret.blogspot.com

Yesterday was amazingly pissing.
Amazing part was really good. But the pissing part was crap. I felt like crushing some skulls and crying out super loud. Screaming to the sea. I just couldn't make it to the beach due to fatigue.
Church was good. I suppose. During the sermon, something got me freaking pissed. Yeah, i might be in the wrong. But i'm not totally at fault. Its my problem if i can't take jokes. But you should know sometimes especially when i'm in a bad mood, jokes don't work well. Especially jokes on ME. I've lost my cheery-ness. This is bad. I'm gonna just let nature take its own course. And probably die of a heart attack or artery outburst. I'm sorry for what i have done. And this friendship might be lost. But i'm truly sorry. I did that out of impulse? After all, there are somethings i can tell you but i can't tell others. Like secrets. So yeah.
Dad doesn't trust me. Okay. He got me all pissed last night. He said something which made me giggle though. my dad is a funny weird guy. he's like some mighty mask changer. 变脸. Hahaha.
Today. I was late for school. I broke my super clean record of not being late for 2 years. And today, i rushed like mad. Cuz the bus was super late. and Fadzly was on the bus with me. Hahaha. He was late too:D Many asked me " Why were you late today?" And i'm like "MY BUS. I MISSED MY FRIGGING BUS!" next question in my mind "Why does everyone know i'm late?" Hahaha. Its not a glory statement man.
lessons were okay(???). I question myself in class. "Why does biology make me feel like sleeping most of the time? why why why?" I guess its cuz the teacher produces potential sleeping gas or something. really bored and tired. YAWNS!
Chinese was crappy:D Crapped with BFF. Yknow who BFF is? SHUYANG! LOL. hahaha. Totally crapped out.
After school, went to T1 to get presents. It was a ride up a mountain and my bag was as heavy as rocks. This is a good sign. i'm bringing home my books:D
Bought presents. Then went home with Min.
Someone called me and until now i still have no idea who that person is. Wow. Fantastic? not at all. Scares me like half the time.



Dear Tessa, Don't be sad. really. its no point. And well, sometimes i don't really agree with what you do but, no matter what. Its not worth crying of...
I'll try my best to make you laugh. I'll even bring props. Don't ever shed a tear cuz of that. Its not worthy. Love is supposed (sherpose:DDD) to be happy & magical. Not teary and doubtful. So, put everything into the hands of our almighty god. He loves us. I love you. you are loved. All my friends are loved.
So, YESH. Anything bad, just give me a ring. I'm always here for you. This is so cheesy. But, i like it ^^




BFF! HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY. AND MANY MANY MORE TO COME. I GOT YOUR PRESENT! MINES COMING IN LIKE 7 MONTHS. LONG LONG WAY TO GO. SO YEAH. WE STILL HAVE 7 MONTHS TO DISCUSS ABOUT MY PRESENT! HAHAHA. (thick skin:D)