8:48 PM, WHERE I GO, YOU'LL FOLLOW
Thursday, June 19, 2008
eff ya u motha erm, nose!
ESYAAAAAAAD, NAT
loooong legs
okay, kids fighting over swings. cute. (:
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cant do anything when bitches want you *winks* ('kay, ego maintain)Had a date with girlfriends and Esyadd today. Damn, i didnt get to take alot of pictures with him. Every picture we took together, he'll go, "Ugly ah, delete." Tsk. hahaa, the 'tsk' is habitual.
Well, the intial intention was to study. But we went far off that, suddenly ending up in Montreal Green.
And, i lost my mind today. Indulging in crap. Hey, cant really be blamed. Its always like that when i'm with them. Thats just our way of having delirious fun. I cant lie, i've missed them. (:
So, we studied at the library in woodlands, which is also called woodlands library. Come on, study is still the most suitable word somehow. I didnt get an ounce of shit done, but i had the intention of studying. Not too bad then. It got a little too cold as well as boring cos we suddenly realised the fact that noises are supposed to be minimal in a library. We got hushed a thousand times and i almost screamed back in rebellion, until i suddenly realised that it was our fault.
Fasha singing to her heart's content and stuff. To those in Woodlands Library, Level 4 @ 5+, and they overheard this voice you might want to pass off as uh, 'nice', sorry. My bad. Actually not. Its Fasha's. (:
So, at around 6 we left, thinking of going to Sembawang Park. We wanted to chill to the breeze, and we heard that the shore is already clear of dirt. That is an additional temptation. But we realised that the ride there would take ages, and Friday night is not a night to be messed with. So we sussed over Canberra Park and Montreal Green. We chose the latter cos there is just no nothing in Canberra Park. Its just a boring, still and lifeless place, stranded and isolated from everything else. Montreal was pretty awesome, being my first time there. I didnt even know that place existed. I'm not much of a Sembawang person although its my hometown. Weird, really.
I am done for today. I gotta admit, going home felt different. Like, everything was much more quieter, and spookier. Thank goodness i saw Irwan. He walked me all the way home.
THANKS, WAN.
THANKS, WAN.
yes, it do come from my heart. (:
babe, i'd give my heart as an offering
i'm desperate for your voice now
yes, YOURS
PICTURES : CREDITS TO ESYADD and BABY D (:
