so yeah, i went out with them. but this time i was not quite enjoying due to my fucking situation now. no appetite to eat all that uh. i can't laugh too much too. so yeah, try not to make me laugh as my stomach will like idk, hurt? and yeah, i bought new bag. yay yay ! but i wanna buy again uh. maybe tomorrow? nehh, im tired.


ohoh, news flash to all SHRAMNK! hahahah, okok.serious serious. as you may have been informed by either nadd or riena that we might be having an outing together at yishun safra, we need your approval of your parents or whatsoever so that you can go . hah, so yeah, after getting your permission, remember to inform any of us, or to nadd or riena. and yeah hope you could come uh. most probably it will be on the 25th.the time you decide. but yeah maybe i won't be able to come unless i recover sooner or later. or or i will try to come and endure the pain and ditch my granddaddy birthday.heheh, kay done !


mummy said that she don't want me to go to tuesday training since my arm still hurts. i know, shit. but i want so that i can buy the uniform and all sorts . oh and i can go to my grandmama house so that i could take my precious wallet back. woo ! wait, i feel like puking. ~ idk how many mins later~ yeah, i didnt puke. argh, effing sick seh. whoops my arm crack,cause i TER-twist it. and my veins are like popping out already. aiyaa, like brother uh. veins all obvious. cause he fell dulu and played guitar too much, and he said his veins became obvious after that. woah, what a coincidence. same as me siaaaaaaa,what an asshole. erghh, how i wish i could break this arm but unfortunately THAT SOMEONE don't allow. yeahyeah, follow his advice la ye? pfft. kk bye.






HILDA !

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