I WANNA DANCE SO FUCKIN BAD~

Part 1:

Day 1 and im already beat outta ma shit manxz.

I cant wait for tomorrow.

See my title.

War tomorrow with Adillah.

She was like "Jabbawockeez still the best! Kay i want sleep. Fight tomorrow. Nyts!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

I cant w8.

Everybody should fuckin dance..

Alright then goodnight.

;D

Part 2:

Alright lets post in yesterday's post so that it doesnt look like i posted twice today.

Teehee! :B

& i feel so tired suddenly.

Anyway, so ystd had parent-teacher-meeting thang.

That shit didnt go so well.

My Maths results was pure bullshit manxz.

A fuckin F9 for the fuckin first time.

& then Dad went like, internet lagi etc etc.

& i was like what thef.

Totally almost broke down, mood dropped down low.

See what i mean? Everytime i want to talk about it you will say something bad or blame me or things i do and in the end i just change my mind in the end i just dont want to talk to you about it or maybe even just dont wanna talk to you at all.

Yeah so whatever.

Novena to eat.

Aunt Amy's crib.

Slept seh serious.

The bed was damn shiok.

Like almost first time i slept on a queen sized bed.

Yeah i kept eating ystd wtfook.

Reached home at around 11.

I sat on the front seat in the cab home.

& i thought, whoa, this is super up front.

It felt funny.

Like i had the sudden thought that i was so upfront that it felt like if anything were to happen, i would be the first to face it.

You know?

Its really weird.

Yeah i think thats all i wanted to say.

Damn.

Fucking weird and random, Lin.