heyy guys :)
Didnt have an intention to post. But looking at those lovely ppl
who tag, I'm gonna post for you guys' sake. You see, I need tags.
You don't noe how much tags means to me.
It's like how much blood means to vampires. Simply speaking,
I(my blog) would die without tags.
So its already the weekend. What a bad week was it for me.
Being sick and all. And my sis is very irritating this few days.
A sudden spike of poking her * nose into my affairs and business.
And just nw I cycled to chong pang to buy some stuff
my mom askd me to. Hanged the stuff on the bike handle
after I bought them. Then when going back home,
I rode down a curb, from the pathway to the road.
And guess wht? I head a splash sound like some water bomb bursting.
What on earth is that?
Then I turned, and thought , " omg, thre goes my moms 70cents."
The soya bean in the plastic carrier dropped then burst.
The road was filled with soya bean.
Oh no, I must turn bck and buy again.
Then when I reached home, I didnt hear any answer
to my salam but a middle finger from my * sister. =.='' .
Just the person she is.
(The words in blue are simply edited words tht
were once vulgar, I appreciate my readers alot and
wouldnt want them to read sucha bad post. :) )
