Pillows Drenched, I Close My Eyes.

Not quite.

I spent last night talking with someone for almost 3 and a half hours. Come to think of it, I have never talked on the phone so long with anyone in my life before. Not even him. My ears hurt after that, but we cleared things up about my relationship, cross that, relationship that never was.

I would imagine, couples everywhere saying things like, "I will love you forever," or "I will never leave you." But as quoted from Brother Cedric;

Cedric says:
no, becuz i don't believe in second chance
Cedric says:
once a person makes a mistake, he is forever sinned
Cedric says:
that is my concept

Intimidating, I will admit. But I guess there is a point to it all if I believe such a thing too. Though, it's hard. Really is, if you think of someone and wonder what they are doing at that point in time.

I guess I'm fine though. I have a few people who are really worth my time. He used to call every night, then it turned to an occassion, then once in a very blue moon, and now, never. He uses the excuse that I don't want to talk with him. Doubt so. You never tried, you never know.

I want to post another emo post. It's really a way to express my feelings or disappointment towards that sorry person who calls himself 'smart'. Smart but not in uni yet I have to say. Very fussy fellow. As if he has someone to stay for back here. Me? Hahaha~ Funny. It's probably some older guy who's fucked him before. Who cares.

I suppose I'll try to write an emo thing like before. It really amazes me how the two words, 'Beautiful Liar' suits him so much. Guess I'm really that grey-eyed. Hehe.

Wiie Aall Lyiik Shoppiinkz Lorxx!! Hahaxx!!

Damn, so scary la talk like that. Went out again today. Same place. Parkson. Had lunch at Pizza Hut. So disgustingly oily. Uck, I still feel the oils in my pancreas, unable to be broken down as it is lardy fats. Ick. Hmm, Ick Uck Ick. Sounds like song la. Hmm. Ick Uck Ick. Uck Uck Ick Ick. Fuck, I'm stupid because of the fats.

Anyway, the day started off badly at Pustaka Miri as we got no work done in the end. Zzz.



Sarah: "Haiya, just call them lah."
Grace: "Fine. Ya, hey, are you coming?"



Grace: "Haa? Cannot come ar? Okay then... Ya, it's okay, we'll find a way to deal with it. Yea, okay. Sure. No problem la. Really. K. Bye."
Sarah: "Not coming huh."
Grace: "F**K"

This was actually an amazing picture taken by ME, when we were walking on the way to Parkson. To me, it looks like some fashion advertisement. Grace was advertising a phone and giving you that shecksi look, and Sarah as though standing on level ground, but was electrifyingly active as though dancing due to the fact her clothes and bag were damn fashiony. Holy shit, I'm so inspired. Damn~



Cathrine: "Please please please!! Can we join you to makan??"
Sarah: "Pssh, fine."
Cathrine: "Yay! Wow, this soup very nice la!"
Sarah: "Shadap and eat before we change our mind."

I coulden't actually take any bad pics of Cathrine today. That was the best I could do I guess. Zzz.

Alright, the first pic was the usual escalator pic I like to take, just for the fun of it. Also because Sarah wants more glam pics of herself. Duh. The second is self-explanatory. We also hid away from Cathrine and the other guy. The third is also self-explanatory, though I will explain again what it means. It means that St. Jo girls are super shecksi, and the guys aren't so much(exclude me). Paulina then went fishing for bags, while the other 3 modelled with models. Look at their happy faces ya? Duh.

Oh, look what we found while we were at the women's clothing section.


WOW~ Nah, not really interested. Though we did find a few things to use it for. No, we did not hump it.



Cathrine: "Yea, we totally pwned her ass."
Sarah: "I want her legs, makes me look taller."

Yeah... Okay. It was funny though. :) These two pictures were funny too, we just took them for fun. Some kind of soft-core porn for people who fantasize about nurses! Omg, totally my idea you know. Hehehe.



This is good stuff right here! Hahahaha~~~~~ Right, after having a snack at McD's...

We went down the escalators one last time... and...






SOLD SARAH AND GRACE FOR RM 4!!!!!



THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D



Hope you liked my post. Took me fucken long to finish it.

McDonald's, Thou Art Our Provider.

A bid good-bye from Samuel, as we got off the bus, forever NOT missing him.

Frantically running up the moving escalator, they did not hesitate to push aside and openly showed their aggression towards the inhabitants of Parkson. Hunger propelling them to act as such, the three barbari-... Holy crap, is that guy putting his hand on another guy's hip? I didn't notice that until now. Really. MOVING ON...

Crudely constructing a monument in the name of the almighty one; Mr. McDonald the Clown.

As quickly as we constructed it, it was desecrated by unholy beings. We were deeply saddened by the occurance. Following this, we decided to investigate what or who were the culprit.

NO!!! Poleecus!!! How doth thou doeth such vile thingie!!! SOB SOB SOB!!!

Grace: "OMFG, this is so damn stupid!! I think I have some pepper in my nose too~!!"
Lydia: "AHAHAHA!! St.Jo rocks!! And I think this white stuff is more like flour~!!"

Random pics of the day:

Yeah. It doesn't mean anything. Really. Really.

"You sure you wanna buy these oils? What are they For actually? *sniff* Fuck, it smells so bad. Calming effect? Bullshit."

The End.

Pretentious Piece of Pig Shit.

Look who was obligated enough to ask where I was going for the prefect trip?
Him.

Who kept asking when was my birthday and apparently forgot it was today?
Him.

Who gave me the highest expectations in being the only person to remember?
Him.

Who dissapointed me again for the 182716629319738th time?
Him.

It's not as if I still want recognition of being who I was to him before, but what I'm asking isn't much. He did ask me around 4 times in my life. You think he would be smart enough to write it on the calendar or put a reminder in his phone, seeing as that he got straight A1's, you'd really think he was smarter than that. Somehow, I'm doubting he's genuinely smart apart from academically. Or maybe he's not really that smart at all. Who knows, he's faked every other thing. Crapper.

My birthday started off well in midnight, with a long call from someone far away, and a few SMS's from dear Jessica, whom I had feelings for before that jack-ass came into my life. I will now screw all the censors. They both waited till midnight to tell me happy birthday, better than any of my other 'friends'. But I don't really care about my 'friends', as long as I have Jessica, 'Yinny-poo', I'm fine. I wonder how would life be without her, although she's not near, she's the only person I know for sure I can run to, apart from someone else, but that's not even an equivalent. Wish she was my neighbour. Life would be so much better. And as expected, no call or SMS from the retard.

I took a whole lot of pictures today on my phone, but I guess the damn USB port thing isn't working. I can't access my phone. I guess I'll do it tomorrow. Today was an okay day. Nothing special. But why am I complaining right? I'm not that special either.

My mom PROMISED to have a barbeque at home. She PROMISED. Not that I'm sobby about it, but when you say you PROMISE, you try you best to do it. But now she's all captivated by the work she calls 'Sun City's Operation Run Nicely'. Or, S.C.O.R.N(tee-hee-hee, cool ya? Zzz). Everyone's so easily occupied these days. Though, I have to hand it to her, she did get me 2 Levi's jeans from the U.S. Even if, they are for Fat American McDonald's Double-Cheese Gobblers, or F.A.M.D.D.C.G(fine, I didn't have an obvious term for it). I don't have the fucking thighs to fit those damnation jeans. Shit.

I will post up pictures from my day out of today, tomorrow. If you didn't get that, what I meant to say is that I will post pictures I took today, tomorrow, which is not today. As it is tomorrow. Tomorrow cannot be today, therefore I will not post today, but tomorrow, because tomorrow is not today.

Screw birthdays, they only give way to disappointment from loved ones.

Thought of My Pretty Fucked Pretty Fucked Day:
~ To that very special retarded person, I hope you fall in the toilet and flush yourself down the drain. Have a nice life finding another 17 year old's life to fuck up. Bitch. ~

You Can Tell I'm Bored. Everyone Can.

So, what do you do, when you have copious ammounts of torn paper, a notebook with a boring cover, paintbrushes, glue, water, mango juice, and 5 toes?

You make something.

This is PVA glue mixed with a little water. That stick thing is actually a brush. Can you believe it? Wow.Okay, it looks like crap now...

Still looks like crap.Okay, maybe this wasn't so good. But my previous was better. The one I made for grace aint so bad either. I'll ask her for a pic of it just for the vanities.
This is my pride and joy black book. Below is a stripped book without its cover I now use for paper wastage during addmaths calculating. It's not so dirty because I barely use it. HAH. Anyway, I'll probably never use it though Grace has as her sort-of diary. Too bad I didn't attach some kind of tracking device in it so I can steal it when I ninja up her house. Sadness.

I sort of miss someone too. Don't know why. It's that *bzzt* feeling that's not there anymore.

*sigh*

Just Like Any Other Day...

Woke up around 11 a.m, feeling like crap. Eyes blurry, I reached over for my -new- phone. Took a snap of the sky outside, just to show you how hot the day was going to be.

Kind of symbolic isn't it, this picture? A beautiful world outside, full of flowers, singing birds and whatever crap mother nature just plops there for you, and you're stuck inside, caged. Bullsh*t, I love my bed and air-conditioning. Keep me inside anytime.

Walked downstairs, opened the fridge to find anything to eat. A thought came into my mind that other peoples' fridges smell very bad and mine doesn't. Would like to show you why. Just for the sake of showing a picture taken from my -new- phone.


FYI, I love mango juice? That white thing in the plastic bag is a coconut. Coconut milk juice water nice. The Guiness is my mom's. She likes it. She likes drinking. She drinks everyday now. One confirmed reason my life is not perfect. Mm-hmm. I hope people tell her she has a drinking problem, then she gets drunk because she feels embarassed, then when she's sober she'll complain to me about how everyone is so mean, then I'll finally have a reason to say, "You're drinking because people tell you you have a drinking problem, right? Do you want another drink?"

It's official, I will resort to drinking and smoking when I get older to cope with my stress, if I get any, which is probably inevitable, due to my screwed up life thus far. Thank you, fate.

"I Think We've Overgrown Parkson".

Most probably, as quoted by Grace. Spent half my whole afternoon there. Just walking around because the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie was fully damn sold out. Supposedly. I woulden't know really, came late. Mom was typing really slowly. I took a few pics after I got into my photographer mode, once again leaving out myself. I'll entertain you with a few pics that I took for the sake of using my super-cool phone.

Grace: "Eh, let's take ah lian pics, Joe can take it for us with his really cool phone."
Kristine: "Ya ya! We try 1, 2, 3 ba. So cool right?"
Sarah: "Sure onot la, looks stupid. Actually I want to try again oo~"

And so, the 3 piggies tried the pose.

Kristine: "OMFG, so funny larh! I wan try again! Not pretty oo me!"
Grace: "Yar! Let's not do that ever again la. Later got gurr jeh-lus oo!"
Sarah: "You two should get a life. Right, Joe?"
Jordan: "Baru fikir?"

Also with us was Jin Kiet, Kristine's church friend. I guess he didn't find us very amusing, seeing as that he's from St. Co. They never understood us. Let's see, what was Grace and JK talking about...

Grace: "You're cute. Do you watch anime?"
Jin Kiet: "I think you're cute too. Yeah, used to watch Naruto."

Grace: "Hey, are you doing anything tonight? OMG! I used to love it before!"
Jin Kiet: "Sure, which room? Haha! Yea, I was addicted the first time I watched it."

HELLO.

FYI, It says abstinence. Yah, how boring is that?

Next, I have the strangely retarded pics taken almost by accident, though just as well.

Okay, the big ah lian butt was on purpose. It's not because I found it attractive. It was because it was huge. So was the one who owned it. Sarah was scary in the second pic though, it was like Ju-On, omg? Kristine was prettier in the third pic than she usually is, in my honest opinion. Kristine wasn't pointing at her cleavage on purpose, she just asked me if she could ever be fit and unfat. Sarah picks her nose. Not.

Here are the pics of the day.





Unflattering pic of Kristine's bum and Sarah during her 'RAAARH!' thing.

Friends can't get better funnier stupider than this.
Thanks Kristine, Sarah, Grace.