i went to blk 610. one of my old neighbours' son is getting married tmr. so jus now, was d rewang. no.. i did not rewang. i merely went dere to hv my supper n to fetch my sister home. d food was nice n all. d irritating part was wen all d makciks n a few pakciks saw me n my mum n den, dey'l go:
"ehhh.. ni shidah kan. "
"salll... ni yg no tiga kan.."

DOINNKKKKKKKKKKKZZZZZZZZZZZ.

i WAS jus a little happy. me lookin young, youthful n all.. but yeah. it got RILI IRRITATING.. especially wen one went, "ni secondary brape ni skg?"

WHOOOOAAAAAAAA. i have a freakin diploma. hah. well, ofcos its not written all over my face n therefore these makciks cant tell. haiz. wat shud i do, to mke dem think im TWENTY ONE?? im jus being me. probably i shud hv a voice box transplant.. argh.

so anw. yeah. i duno. im restless. bluek. goin to d golf course tmr. hv. to. slp.. now. zzzZZZzzzzz. i want a hug.


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