Now you see me for who i am.

Come and get me baby.
Cus' you're my sugar pie honey.

Nissan sunny OI! Alright so there's this whole week of fun right and i seriously mean non stop never ending fun. It almost felt as if i was out camping. Carlo rented a car again (darn it this time we made a mistake choosing a smaller car but hey, still it managed to squeeze in the 7 of us *phew*).

The road trip to Labrador park at 12am in the morning was freeaking cool. Than there was the trip to fort canning which we happened to stay out till 6am cus we ended up chatting and chatting and then drove back home to have a really really really long sleep. We even visited the graveyard near lim chu kang the next night. It was around 3am in the morning when we drove there.

First stop the Buddhist graveyard then followed by the Muslim. That's when they "saw" stuffs behind the trees and what nots. Good thing i didn't see anything but it was pretty scary. Next was the christian cemetery. It was alright. But the statue of mother Mary always played tricks with my eyes. At exactly 4am we parked at the road side in between the Muslim and christian cemetery cus the guys wanted to pee. When all of a sudden, Ken and i heard someone whistling at us. Fuggg that's when i ran straight into the car and started panicking. never mess with the graveyard! SHUCKS!

Moonways, we had satay at Rashiq bin NINABI's (Ken's schoolmate) satay stall at Jurong west. Ordered 30 chicken and 30 mutton. It was goooooood. Not forgetting how fussy we were. Cus everyone was hungry and we kept complaining.

The trip to fareast was whacked. Everyone got themselves a new haircut and piercings. I chose Michelle's haircut and she loved it. I had the idea from Maggie Q's hair in one of the magazine. bah!

Fast forward: Not all days were good. There have been bad times too. Really really bad till i felt like whacking someone up. *eherm* well not only i that was feeling that wayt but a couple of us actually. The incident took place at around 8pm at redhill, under my block. The planned to pick Shamir's baby sister up from school backfired cus of some selfish biatch who had to ruin everything.

She fought with her 'being used bf' because she got all emotional and jealous that everyone has been staying over at my place. So the party pooper had a little cat fight with her bf and started calling the police on him for driving without a licence. In the first place he picked her up at bugis and didnt say anything. We could charge you too biatch for not reporting him to the police in the first place. You knew about it and yet you still got in the car. Dummy. Poor carl. I feel sorry for that dude. To have such an unreasonable self centred bitch.

Thanks to you, the police came down and wasted our fucking time. Shamir was disappointed, Jasbir was pissed, ken was twice as pissed and i was disgusted. Why didn't you dare look at me biatch. I was staring at you the whole time and not once you dared looked into my eyes.

Well, your wish was granted of getting your bf into trouble. He went into lock up and they confiscated the vehicle. Ken and I including Rashiq had to cab down to clementi station to bail your bf out in the middle of the night. Rashiq and Ken's licence almost got revoked and oh your bf wasted 60 bucks for the rental fee of the car too. Ken even said this: "fuck if they really revoked my licence i will personally go down to that bitch's place and look for her mother and ask her to pay back for my driving licence". I will gladly be there too, not forgetting to bring Michelle.

Thanks to Jasbir, Michelle didn't managed to get that stinking fat ass's number. Cus she wanted it and if she had it than my advise to you is, you better start praying sister *smirk*. Oh and btw your bf said you look disgusting in leggings and what's up with that humongous thighs in that really tight jeans?? Gladiator with that jeans? What are you thinking of? Stick to stuffs at Chinatown babe. It's really your type. Trust me.

One more thing. What does "i planned to get you into trouble, so if you're friends get involved it's really not my concern." WOW. You better mind your words sister or else it might just bite you in your size of a dishplate nipples. Oh and i think you're pimples aren't healing fat chicken. You look gross that day i saw you. YUCKS!

Oh and guess what!? I'm messing with the right girl. <3

I'm snoozing out now.
Guitar Heroes with you was fun!

♥de leon