Tuesday, November 09, 2004
tinking: he is sick. damn.
i hate sickness. ruin my day. ruin my moment.
damn i miss him. miss his jokes. argh. he is sick. called me up to tell me he is sick. and went back to sleep. damn. *grrr* but i understand. *misses*
roy called. he need some workers for some function. holla me up for it. see how la. if i got time. mebe lepas Raya? i'll holla ya back aite. tanks!
called Nadz. she's outside with Isis and Farz. damn. i miss those kids. but nvm.
mebe go to sleep? mebe go and rest? cannot la. i wanna tok to him. damn.
Carve your wrist and spell out my name D.E.V.I.L
Y 11/09/2004 11:22:00 PM