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Sunday, November 2

First thing's first.
My ass is hurting because of my stud belt that I'm wearing since afternoon.
I've been seating in front of the computer since 3.40pm.

Bathed at 3.15am.
Drank Pepsi around 3.45am (I craved for Pepsi)
Slept at 4am.
Was talking to Melrize.
She's going to be my tour guide for Pasir Ris. LOL.

I woke up at 3pm today.
Wake up,
Showered.
Realised there's no guitar class today.
Sat in front of the computer until I've decided to blog now.
I'm still at my grandma's mind you.

Di gua's weird. LOL.
HAHAHA.
But I think she's quite funny ah.
Played spam with Andrew.
LOLOL.

I had promised a better post today.
So I shall keep my promise. LOL.
A promise is a promise what.

Okay,
Before that, I'm gonna make you ROFL your minute away.
Click here!

Okay, back to the topic.
I'm gonna something about me.
LOL.

I am very easily swayed.
I have a very bad temper.
I have mood swings.
I get angry easily.
I am petty.
I have addictions in my life.
I hate posers/ gays/ twits/ FAT PEOPLE.
I listen to whatever music that describes what I am feeling now.
I feel that songs, tells of a story.
I am easily influenced by the songs that I listen to.
I blast songs when I need to let loose my anger.
I drown my feelings in my guitar.
I spend much of my life with music.
I do head bangs when I felt like doing it.
Music is the air that I breathe,
The blood that pumps through my veins.

Okay, HAHA.
Actually, that's not the main point.
LOLOL.
Well, actually.
I forgot the main point after typing the shitload of crap.
Fuck.

Anyway,
I'll need to leave now.
If not I'll reach home around 10.

I'm really glad I stayed indoors the whole day.
And yes, my ass really hurts now.
I'm gonna end this post.
Fuck my belt.

On the desire of the man.
8:33 PM