Now you see me for who i am.

I like to rap.
Not the wrap wrapper kind on candy's but a rapper type YOYO.

Righttttt. So plan failed again for like the 456273819TH time. Time and time again we plan to do something and poof all the brain storming goes to waste. I guess i should be grateful that there was a slight plan till we boarded the last train and it did work. hah.

Firstly i had a few errands to run for my nan. Settle this and that. Ran here and there. Oh yeah that boy was with me. Yeah for like the 3rd consecutive time that he has been late. But at least he didn't gave me the same old lame excuse that the bus broke down over and over again. But this time he gave me something about not knowing which bag to use. -.-

Scrap studying. Scrap the movies (wasn't interested in the movies showing). Scrap getting drunk. Scrap staying up for the whole morning.
For once i was THE super sober one taking care of two huge buffalo's at chinaone. Oh and scrap the live band too. pfftttt.

There i go skipping a huge huge part.......







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oh right and all i remembered was HOME SWEET HOME.

so other than that, i was browsing through Juice magazine and found stuffs that caught my eye. I like the prints. Well i'm sucha huge fan of prints. But i don know. What do you think?

wake me up when you see me drowning myself with my own saliva. Puh-lease.

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