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The Irony

Monday, November 9, 2009

SHORT AND SWEET

The night before, Faris gave consultation on me. He told me that I should forget all those stuff. I agree with him, it's not the worth. There are friends who care for me out there, why bother so much when the other doesn't give a damn at all. I have nothing else to say but sorry, and most probably, this is the last.

TADA!

That was short and sweet, and I am never gonna be miserable with such things. What is left is only to pray for the best.

UNANSWERED QUESTIONS

Yesterday, I came freaking early for dance, like 45 minutes earlier, cause my eldest brother drove me. That killed a lot less time, definitely.

Crap talk with the female security guard there. Don't play play okay... she my best friend, disturb her, make her miserable, you die ah. Bring my Basketball alliances, DanSync bitches and school badminton players kill you. WATCH OUT

Had dance, it was quite boring, choreography wasn't much different because we spent most of the time teaching the dancers who came back from Nanjing. Homed with Carin to Sembawang. Reached home eat Curry Tongkol and rice.

TEXTED WITH LJ NON-STOP, SHE REPLY FAST LOL

She was like
"Whats you home number ah?"
"6*******4, yours leh"
"6********. Wait ah, I call you " LOL

OMG, THE PHONE RANG. SHE SERIOUSLY CALLED ME. I WASN'T READY!

I can't ditch her, so pick up the phone, and I didn't regret talking to her. Do you know, she's very loud and boomz. Seriously, she got like double personality, like Yun Hui. Very noisy and super friendly. Her voice was exactly like DeniseJ, cut-paste. She was like " DeniseJ? No, no, where got *started shouting retardedly to her little sister* "

We talk about life, likes, and for the first time, I never expected her to be so open and curious. And she had that malay accent, at times ah HAHAHAHA.

At last, her mom ask her sleep, aiya, what a waste. Nevermind LOL

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.
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