Stories are written on books, Poems are written on paper, my life is written on lies.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

so sad,


tuesday august 26 2008,

omg so sad, woke up dreamy but when reach school i was still suppose to be abit dreamy but was deeply alarmed, my classmate Marcus Ong, came up in the news, Front page, selva told me, i rush to my class, as usual, the ba gua ( busybody ) communities had already been discussin about it, the fact is this , marcus ong yesterday pontank sku went fishing with neighbour but he slip and feel, nearly drown, civil defence force came rescue him, until now he stil in ICU ( intensive care unit ) unable to be awake coz he will have a hard time breathing, so poor thing, the thing we are all worried for him now is he is unfortunately a smoker, so we are damn ****ing scared he tio discovered lorhs, this might be his downfall, ya maybe lucifer ( satan ) had set his eyes on me, hurting people close to me, i feel like telling him right in the face, come get me if you can stop hurting them or i will give ue hell although ue live in hell and i dun mean buying ue another wan, lols i so poor to buy ue another wan, his sick in the mind la, do funny things, trying to be like bryan, he tink he as cool as him lols, oh ya so stupid larhs oh ya in case ue all dunnoe the gal in the pic ( no she not my gf ) shes my cousin, Genie , 13 , 15 june, 1995, who wans her number she still single, wan tell me , she loves ben hum, some unknown fella, shes the gennaye in my cbox ya we lost water polo, interclass, because no bryan i scold vulgarities 1 word only so loud they banned me so we lose, sigh, so sad. nvm we had fun throwing people down the pool lols,push and push drown and drown.






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