Saturday, October 10, 2009

I'm kite. I'm kite. I'm kite. Being blown off! My God. I couldn't feel worst. All these isn't what i'd expected, i just didn't wanna think like that. God, I'm a kite. I dont feel good, and my mum is the only one who sees it. Ching is listening to my words at 2am in the morning. En wasn't online, probably eating with her mum. Had a long shower to clear the steam, but it still wasn't gone. One last thing, Sky better be my mood. If not thunderstorm will clash on the sixth floor. ARGH!!!
I shall be back to my Tony Parsons...

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