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Saturday, February 23, 2008
Suga Suga.
Friday,
Oh no, i missed studying session again, reason why? You all know, i overslept and i was damn fricking lazy. Never mind, glued to the monitor again and never had anything done since then. Just when i thought i got a date out for some drinks, i was put on an aeroplane. Oh wells, never mind the rude un-informed, cabbed down to Geylang for some supper. I never like the idea of dining at Geylang, why? Because when you set foot there, this only applies to girls, all uncles and bangalas start to scan you up and down. I'm lucky enough that no one approached me. Maybe i'm not prostitute enough, or maybe i'm not pretty enough.
The frog porridge and oyster omelette kinda aroused my appetite but i refrain, eating at past midnight is so fat. Milo-ed.
If anybody wants to change their profession prostitute and in need of some dress code, i know where to buy them! Over there, they have all sorts of slutty clothes, made with the least amount of cloth and the most amount of glitter and bling bling.
Hitched a ride home.
Oh, i've grabbed from dayana, a wonderfully done collage of our camwhored shots in the handicapped toilet. The 3 piglets.
I barely just woke up with 8hours of sleep at most.
Had some sugar-ed French toast at midnight, over the many miles, bonne nuit and mushy mushy. I'm a good girl, that's why i deserved a calling card. How shall we plan our Saturday? Another round of imagination.
Friday,
Oh no, i missed studying session again, reason why? You all know, i overslept and i was damn fricking lazy. Never mind, glued to the monitor again and never had anything done since then. Just when i thought i got a date out for some drinks, i was put on an aeroplane. Oh wells, never mind the rude un-informed, cabbed down to Geylang for some supper. I never like the idea of dining at Geylang, why? Because when you set foot there, this only applies to girls, all uncles and bangalas start to scan you up and down. I'm lucky enough that no one approached me. Maybe i'm not prostitute enough, or maybe i'm not pretty enough.
The frog porridge and oyster omelette kinda aroused my appetite but i refrain, eating at past midnight is so fat. Milo-ed.
If anybody wants to change their profession prostitute and in need of some dress code, i know where to buy them! Over there, they have all sorts of slutty clothes, made with the least amount of cloth and the most amount of glitter and bling bling.
Hitched a ride home.
Oh, i've grabbed from dayana, a wonderfully done collage of our camwhored shots in the handicapped toilet. The 3 piglets.
I barely just woke up with 8hours of sleep at most.
Had some sugar-ed French toast at midnight, over the many miles, bonne nuit and mushy mushy. I'm a good girl, that's why i deserved a calling card. How shall we plan our Saturday? Another round of imagination.
