Third post.
Something’s up with me. This is the third post in a day.
I don’t know why, there’s just a happy bubble feeling in me today. yippee. Everyone’s in a festive mode, people wishing others Happy Deeparaya et al. And something’s wrong with the line transmission here. Argh. What hah maxis? I want to SMS my friend also tak boleh. hmmph. Deepavali hari Sabtu mah… Line sudah jam meh?
(omg omg, I know this song is sooooooo typical pop-rock-chick but I love Ashley Simpson’s Boyfriend. The song lah. Not her partner. And what’s with the influx of Rihanna’s songs on the radio these days mannnnnnn.. If i hear about her whining about being unfaithful and how she’s killing her bf by doing that, I swear I’m going to-)
"I don’t want to hurt him anymore/ I don’t want to take away his life/ I don’t want to be a murderer" wth lah oi. You don’t want to kill him then DON’T LAH! ish. wth, why am I listening to this song anyway? =.=
Ahah. Sean Paul. lalalalala.. I never understand what he’s saying but wth. I remember a few years back, I could recite Sean Paul’s "Shake That Thing" from memory. lol. serious. yes lah, this IS the correct blog you’re reading.
Anyway, what’s with the multiple posts eh? I have no idea. Just got the sudden urge to BLOOOOGGG… And they’re all filled with randomness that I really don’t care who reads cos I’m enjoying this babeh! wth.
How’d they say it again.. Deepavali Valthukel (?) and Selamat Hari Raya!
*I’ve been saying that I need sleep desperately. But now, I can’t take afternoon naps. hmm. Biological clock. tick tock. And eh, no, no babies.
