Hello I be here!

haaha. Decided to stop by.

Atleast now i can use my com. Slow it may be, I have my own com,
My “brother” has his own computer, We are a t peace.

Anyway, have been watching alot of Jon & Kate plus 8.

Aeden is the sweetest thing ever, so innocent with his glasses.

I’ve been angry, nobody understands, Okay? Dont even try to attempt to.

All i ask is to just leave me alone, lemme do what i wanna.

Whole row of people’s bdays. No opportunity to save nor earn.

I got a bad bad feeling my momma gonna lock me computer up again.

Heya people.

So, i havent been blogging lately.

The fact is, im tired of this daily/weekly ritual of updating on my shit.

So, I prolly wont be posting up anymore stuff unless theres a good reason to.

You can get me @ Twitter or Facebook.

:twitter link at the links column

:Facebook @ www.facebook.com/xallodea

Yup(:

to end this off,

OMG I ENCOUNTERED WITH SCARY SHIT ON THE BUS LIKE WHAT, ON FRIDAY???

goodbye(:

Im too tired to fight, have it your way, ok?

Oh who gives a flying fiddle about National day.

Im not even hungry.

This year’s national day sucks. A whole thumb.

Acidic spit kind of suck.

Urgh

Was Some National Day thing in Skool yesterday.

Kept putting and removing nail paint.

My nails are kool like that, yehs.

Went out with Dick, Audrey, Lena, Intan.

Got some Flesh Imp dress for Intan as present.

Ended up at Central, Got some Stickyy,

Sat @ Subway for like one and a half hrs, talking.

Started camwhoring at the river.

Audrey and I kept waving at every tourist boat that passed.

GLADLY, QUITE A NUMBER of  Caucasians had the heart to wave back(:

Lena Eye-candy-ing few Caucasians with Hot Bods.

Walked like shit to Penin, Got ripped off.

Got my Boxers and Shirt. Disappointed yet glad.

And now i feel sewpahhh tired.

Picnic/Cycling/Fun with the large lot on Monday.

Cant wait. Im going to bring HAM.

P.S I cant wait to see Eminem get T-Bagged by Sacha On MTV awards.

Gonna be damn funny, can tell. Hope Mediacorp doesnt remove that part.

Because, i was born to destroy you.

But you make me feel that i was born to salvage you.

Happy orange day.

Painted my nails a ravishing shade of florescent orange.

its like, real bright.

Thanks amanda for painting them for me.

I hate my big big nails. too big for anything.

If life is subtraction

your number is up. Your love is a fraction

It doesnt add up.

Just a few words.

Nobody else can make me move my feet.

Only Muse can.
And perhaps a dose of U2

though when i was younger, i used to be irritated by the song Vertigo.

And like, Wolfmother,

And a personal few others.

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I feel like shit, today.