Saving the world before Bedtime..
not superheroically tho'..

Cockroaches are pest. Not only their FUGLY looking but also have cruel intentions! And the ones that can fly are just show offs!
I HATE THEM ALL (x2)

ANYWAYS......

I was hungry. A plate of tom yum instant noodles was what I needed and so did Mr.Cockroach too..BUT little did He know, it was his final days of living in this world. He died brutally and I ended up with A plate of tom yum noodles gravy with Shelltox Mosquitoes Spray.
I didnt have any other weapon and it was 5 in the morning.

One down just another million more to go..
I really hate Creepy crawly evil PEST!



p.s= going to bed hungry!



Bai.

Silencieux'

*HUSH* I keep secrets well, therefore you can trust me..

If tomorrow we became sudden enemies, your secret is still save with me.

Simply coz im 'Forgetful' & I seriously have other things to warry about; like finding where we misplaced world peace...bla bla..

-nuff & nite-

ALL IN PLS....

A women once said that a men is like a deck of playing cards....
YOU NEED......

A HEART to Love him

A DIAMOND to Marry him

A CLUB to smash some sense into his head and

A SPADE to BURY him.

Bahahaha....

'UP UP' and Away...

Watched Up today.

I too wanna go ''Paradise falls'.

I should put all those mundane days behind me and start adventuring!

Afterall, Adventure is out there...

Will start first thing tomoro at the malls.

Adventure? Mandy?

HarHAR...

BTW....

I think my Boyfren will look like Mr.Old Cranky man Fredricksen wen his old..

CUTE.

I just had too beee..

IM OUT.

zzZZZZzz.

MUNDANE 'oh' MUNDANE WEEKEND..

Omgg.

Have my weekdays gotten more exciting then my weekends?
Why is it that, I'm looking forward to Monday?
NOTHING in particular is happening, SO?
Its a 'phase'.

It will go away.

*PrayHARD*

You lift my feet off the ground, spin me around.
Crazier.

Usually on a plain 'every Thursday' afternoon especially for a jobless/bummer/potato couchers'...We find any sort of entertainment entertaining!
Oh believe me.

-gaga-

NOTE TO SELF:

Being 'FUSSY' is 'NOT' gonna get you anything OR anywhere!

Ingat.

Sally can wait..

But I DON'T want or need..'so much more'.

Yesterday.

On a street you know,
Not so far away
Stands a girl.
She stands there day and night
In hopes for a better day
She only looks for tomorrow
Except when it comes, she's not there
Ominous absence.
And then when she returns
Nothing has changed.
Nothing at all.
Coloured stockings and pretty hair,
Eyes too big on her too-small face
She knows too much.
People walking by don't look at her
They don't see her, she doesn't matter.
They don't know her.
But she looks at them with her big eyes,
And she asks them silently...
See me,
Know me...please.

Another night another DRAMA ma...

Im so full of that drama.
Eh eh, there's nothing else I can say...

Love ya sluts.
im so malas to type story-stories...

There we go again...

How do we get enough of ladies nite?
I guess, wen the drinks run dry or the music box crashes.
I think den, maybe we "might" consider going home?
HEhehehehehehehe

I still abuse the free flow of alcohol....
I still can down 7 tequila shots at a very short period of time...

I still can shake that booty for 1 hour non-stop...

I still can recognize ppl after that 7 tequila shots..
I still have to go to the toilet very frequent..
I still have frens who remember me at the club, eventho' i havent been there in ages!
I still wont go on the podium or the table or the chair to dance...

I still wanna drink even tho' i know i cant anymore
&
I still have it.

WooHoo.