a few days ago my brother was like bugging me to use the computer like all the time, so i bedek bedek i need to type important things, actually i was just typing the shit below. just to delay time and annoy him, he seriously thought i was typing dont know what on notepad, actually i just type whats in my head. ok?i so have to freaking stop procrastinanting.like seriously. when the hell am i suppose to fucking start studying sia????
and
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking
shahida stop telling me to stop using fuck.
because i fucking wont fucking stop fucking saying fucking fuck.
ugh anyways.
i think really like someone.i feel warm and fuzzy inside.and i have been gIgging like a stupid schoolgirl with very long breast.
and had been in a happy mood most of the time, heck im even considering not to skip maths and chem infocus tomorrow.and kah chuan, that 'chigga' (chinese+nigga lah bodoh) rapped in class today, i mean i seriously wonder what the fuck goes on inside his head, like seriously. apa fikiran dia siak?? what is he gonna be when he grow up?? alah, firdaos sudah diam.
and my brother yang melayu low class bodoh tu, dyed a part oh his hair pink. merepek nak mampos siak tu jantan. and i did yoga with yunisha just now in the library. dont ask. actually nah, its like u guys would be asking or what kan cb kentot kering.
and im sooo not into the fact the the gates of hell are open, but then again it always was, if not, how the fuck do u explain my dumb stepfather's annoying existence 24/7? and like i was practically suffocating just now sia, all the burning and shit. hell hell hell.
AND I MADE A NEW LOGO FOR fP!
OK , im fucking sleepy and tired and that scumbag lover had not returned my comment which i am so anticipating for . cannot wait for friday. really, if that bodoh balik from night school or what merepek arh, finally i can type without lookinG at the keyboard, KEBAGUSAN.
oh and these few days, myspace had bben down several times, which made me visit friendster, and had nothing better to do.. so ... i read alll my testimonials, and it had made me quite sad, about how much shit had change. but everyone changes, so fuck it lah.
oh, and there are like kids from australia in tpss who were like exchange students or some crap, and all thEsE potential SPG little sluts in tpss were like throwing themsleves over them, quite annoying . in fact i felt a bit embarassed. and so felt like ditching my uniform. dalah most of the announcers speaks english macam bunyi keluar dari pepek, poot poot. ok, i just assumed it would sound like that. but really lah, annoying arh . im sooo lazy for school now ya know. fucking destroying me. bit by bit.
and i am contemplating on having a tattoo on my neck or shoulder blade or some crap., but i guess those thoughts were influnced by all these spirits fron hell instructing me to do evil things, eh tattoo is haram in islam ok.
bye samantha!
