hey. i know its been a while since i fucking talk shite in here. since then lotsa blardy fucks been entering and exiting my awful life. yes. but now.. i've been doing great.

so far. iam happily a student. back. yes. so.. iam quite delighted, to be an art student really. nothing tragic really. but recently, well at the last poptart. i was told about the last splash. i fucking sad over it. iam all sad sad sad. i love adrian wee. i love to the core because he takes away my saturdays sorrow like no other. so does aidah and super zaidi. not forgetting yorke though. =)

dear adrian,
thank you for the invites to poptarts and making sure i haf fun all the time. you sold your soul. but indie lives on okay. on behalf of all the poptartees, all the luck you need in the world from the poptartees for your coming ventures. i confessed about my sisie slf, dazing gazing blablah thinking about this last splash. it's affecting me bad. dont laugh at me if i cry really. this time round i wont be like sitting to lit a fag, but i'll be like weeping like a baby. thank you adrian. haha. i realize, ppl leave now and then.

dear aidah,
-i like you.
-u are fucking cute and a cool girl Dj. i know i sound damn childish because iam .. turning crazy.
-i like your sharp eyes. i find them so chinese.
-i love your fan and your wardrobe collection.
-you rock. =)

dear zaidi.
-fuckin cute.
-goodnight.

iam in the worst of all state now everyone.