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I Regret

Friday, October 30, 2009


MOTHER FPISSED

LIFE SUCKS

You smart la, very smart, go to 2D, I more stupid la.
I'm fuckng cunning, you can't trust me. I'm freaking fugly stupid bitch wannabe.
I am sinful, pathetic, useless boy who does nothing to criticise you all the time.

You happy right. You are so perfect, I wonder why I trust you to be my best friend. Hmm, and you didnt. Yarr, I thought I knew you, guess I was wrong. You're super perfect la, everyone loves you. Haiz, really suck ah. All those msgs you give me, what deepshit, am I suppose to trust that all that was true. Haiz, ya. You feel much better right when you know I'm a dirty little painintheass malay boy.

Just read Sarah's blog, I agree with her. Not sure too whether right decision to get into this school. Met some wonderful people too that changed me.

Li Jun and I getting along.
Yeah, we're going out, not going steady, get your facts right. Got problem?

Thursday went to buy eoy gifts.
Friday dance.

Bye

The Perceiver


A M I R U L
there's nothing wrong with his name.
He's imperfect, and so are you
Poetry, dancing and digital modeling is his thing.
He fancies piano songs
His dream? Part-time dancer
Full-time earning millions
If you think you know him,
read his blog and think again.
He's the only witness and the only
person who can judge his life.
This is his blog so click here if you hate it.
He'll be updating quite often. so do keep watch (:


His Chronicals




Exodus



HOLDTHEMTIGHT


FRIENDS


Wormhole