11:44 a.m. + 19 April 2005
We hung out yesterday night at the basketball court with those irritating flies zooming into our ears which inturn some had fatal and gruesome death caused by Thea who went snapping them into halves with scisssors. This is the night where promises are meant to be broked. I swore to myself, Jordon, my friends that I will never ever touch the fatal cigar but unfortunately I did. It was okay, I didnt felt cool doing that nor addicted. So I only had two sticks. Curiousity brings out the fun.
P/S: I cant believe a lesbian is falling for me. HO HO.
Kill Me, ZIL&CHIP.
last five
The guy in the lift. - 14 October 2005
Milk the cow - 13 October 2005
$50 folly money - 10 October 2005
I'm so lucky - 08 October 2005
I wanna scream at my top of my lungs. - 05 October 2005
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