Shite,
Post-midnight ramblings -
I might as well change it to emo-ramblings. From what I have noticed, at 1 am sharp, I'll get all emo-ish and cranky. (1) I came across a few lads with bad grammar. Usually I don't really care, but heck, observe : 'You're sucks'. It should be 'You sucks'. Since when do 'You' are 'sucks' ? (2) I am still frustrated that Torres is not playing tomorrow. Shit ! And when is Benitez going to get rid of Keane ? And this time I'm going to use bad grammar to entertain myself, 'Keane, you're suck !' HAHAHA *sigh. (3) I despite the fact that I am still hungry after eating like a pig today. I do notice that I started to put on some weight. Shit ! (4) I AM BROKE, I started to wonder how am I going to buy a dress and a pair of shoes to prom. Oh wait, I forgot. I have to pay 110 freaking ringgit for the ticket. Why do proms have to be so fucking expensive ? Shit *mumbles. (5) I don't feel like replying my comment because there's this one guy who fucking asks for my number. This is when I wish I have a boyfriend who would kick hiss ass for me. Again, Shit. Please do ignore my angst tonight. And heck, I feel like I'll be swearing all night long.
Angst-remedy : The King wanted to tag us along to Pavillion tomorrow. He's looking for a new shoes (for his big upcoming event next week) I'll be using my chances to shop. Looking for an edgy LBD.
