Oh, Roxannee ♥.
on the face of it,

i'm kooky.


like a coffin nail ;



i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped. arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me.

12:00 AM, Things Like This Don't Happen Overnight
Thursday, May 21, 2009

Okok i appreciate all the morning calls i have been receiving lately.
Tapi all not working. Hah.
I know my attendance suck big time okay, no need to remind me.
But how right? I can't seem to attend school five days in a week.
Four, three days? Possible.
Five days? Don't know.
I need to change. Ok i will, after June holidays.
No, Wan, don't laugh. Im serious.
Maybe now, i'm already in holiday mode.
Oh, and i will try to attend school fully for the whole of next week.
Okay best all. :)

Right, so not attending school pretty much has its consequences.
Imagine waking up, and finding the whole house practically covered with powder.
Yes, like baby powder.
And as you stand there, pulling your hair,
in walks your 9-year old brother, dripping wet from head to toe,
with only god-knows-what,
holding a half empty bottle of powder, grinning from ear to ear,
and saying,
"Cha, tengok cha! Snow..."

Only god knows how i was feeling then.
Oh god, asking him to clear up the mess didn't work at all.
So i was the one who had to clean after his shit.

But other than that, i bumped into Kate's fucking clone today.
Twice okay. Twice.
I won't lie, i was over the clouds and moon.
I didnt even know she lived in sembawang.
And i dont know what will happen if i were to bump into her every day.
Confirm can die from heatstroke. Haha, no please dont.

Its midnight.
And i feel like kicking your ass.
Haha, you cb.