Introduction
I don't have a heart for fakers who shed crocodile tears nor do I have sentimental value for emotional basted-s. I'm the devil's work of art. Nobody knows me too much to hurt me neither does anyone knows me too deep to understand me.
Blogging
high till infinity
Well I was pretty fine and stuff like that till half way when I was chatting, I got totally high...the kinda on drugs kinda high but dun worry I ain't on drugs. it was just like some Kiran's sickenss just passed down to me even tou i din see her. The power of the halves...aih....
Aynway, I was totally high and i was buggin ima cussie ans dave and eileen and...*can't remember*. I definately pissed eileen off...lol...den half way, I aw malay pass year papers, felt sad...the totally depressed kinda sad...I have no idea why but it just happens. And then I got so depressed that all a sudden, *I hav no idea why either* I was thinking of suicide. despite I shud be happie cus today is the last day, I TOT OF SUICIDE....ah...and i felt miserable went to sleep and now I am ay okay....
guess I have gone nuts...get me the ciggys, alcohols and drugs =P