OH HAI.
Happy Belated 18th To Me.
God took me 3 days just to update! AHA! How efficient you say. But seriously, you would understand if I told you why.
Unless you are a cruel HEARTLESS PERSONNNNNNN!
You see, this is why MOCHA + ME = NO NO. NO BLOODY HELL.
I had my first adult drink and I can't take the caffeine buzz. Hence, I've always stuck to something tamer- oh like Milk Tea, Green Tea.
Wait. Tea contains caffeine. I'm just plain pathetic. BACK TO THE MAIN STOREEE.
I'm OFFICIALLY 18.
Celebrated with a boomz & a shingz. Had the guys thon over at my place. THON? More like sleepover la. Whatever, I don't care. Slepeing at 8 am the next morning is bad for your brains, neck, social life. YOU'll CONK OUT.
We cooked, we ate, we talked crap. I wish I had it at ECP like it was originally planned. But then again, ECP doesn't have fluffy blankets, the internet and mommy. But at ECP, we coulda gotten some drinks, gotten high and eventually someone will drown cos he/ she is too drunk to swim. Not that I could swim in the first place.
Har dee har dee har.
But it would have been fun . The afternoon was. But it was marred by the rain. YOU WET BLANKET YOU! I had to hide in a tent, and then I had to get all wet. And then I can't swim cos I didn't bring extra clothes. A big __|__ to the planetary alignment. THANK YOU TO MY DARLING SIBLINGS. I LOVE YOU THREE!!!!!! And those who you dragged along. I love them too!
To the macho macho boys- I LOVE YOU TOOO. Thanks eeeu Dan, Haikal, Diva, Peter, John, Dick for sleeping over. I feel like a prawnstar. 3 guys one room. Mmm. Sexy. HAHAHAHAHAHS.
To Huzzy, you called to sing, I didn't hear you honey. Iw as at cold storage pretending to be all hardcore, staring at the wine selection. I swear I would try something alcoholic. But I'll go straight to hell. Apparently god doesn't make exception for your birthdays. He will STRIKE YOU DOWN BITCHES.
I wish I had moar moneys. Then I could go trigger happy and get myself some Sampoerna or a Marlboro. HAHAHS. JOKING PARENTS. I DON'T DO CIGGS! ITS KILLS YOUR LUNGS *nodsnods*
That could wait. Soon my babies. Soon my lungs will turn so chow tarred it resembles pork pie.
5:21 bitches. I'll be meeting my darling darling love love later. Yes, I miss him so much. SO SO SO MUCH. & if we break up I'm gonna delete this line so my future boyfriend wont see this. BUT I miss Shah even more. YOU KNOW WHAT SHAH? I WILL LOVE YOU TIL NEXT FRIDAY. Wish I could kidnap you and snog you senseless. Then Chazz will kill me. Cos I toucheded you.
Then again, since when has I not touched you? HAHAHAS. Mmmm. IM GOING CLUBBING BEACH. Have fun in Malaysia milking cows. If you gotten married before I can own a driving license or dye my hair platinum blond, I swear I'll molest your husband. I"LL RAPE HIM!!!!!
I found Mr. Hot Guys online. Where have youu beeeeeeen sirs? WHERE YOU BEEEEEENNNN?
This post seems weird. Like very weird.
I shall end here and crawl back to bed. I love bed. Bed love me. My bed has been faithful. It'll never cheat on me.
If it does, I'll break its fucking spine. Like BREAK. I'll break anyone's fucking spine if they hurt me. And it starts with bed.
I need stamps. Licky licky.
God. I should stayy off coffee. Fuckin n00b.
p.s: pictres are on FB. You face those pictures bitches. I'm too lazy to post em here. AND STALKERS MIGHT SEE THEM! FUCKING STALKERS! I SEEZ YOU. HAH!
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