random.

ohhhhh, speaking of whic. here's a part of a convo between suf and me on msn. :D


Sufi'ah says: ure not going to beat the shit out of me are u?

i love the sax. says: no la..

i love the sax. says: i only wanna whip out that dusty parang under my bed to visit you

i love the sax. says: (:

Sufi'ah says: well thats sounds better eh but please get a new one rust isnt good

i love the sax. says: well i said its dusty~ aint rusty. anyway, the parang hasnt touched water yet, how is it possible to get rusty. only some dried blood stains on it.

Sufi'ah says: dont care go wash it

i love the sax. says: it will be fine. but if you wanna.. ok, i will first wash it with liquid detergent den sanitize it with dettol.

Sufi'ah says: dont want to get infected

i love the sax. says: AND DEN. i will polish it with brasso, to make it super shiny, u cld even see your reflection.

Sufi'ah says: ok good :) i'd die in peace

i love the sax. says: lol.

Sufi'ah says: are u still my crazy buddy?

i love the sax. says: defintely [OK I KNOW I FORGOT TO ANOTHER 'i' IN THE WORD.]

i love the sax. says: DO I LOOK LIKE SOME PETTY BIATCH WHO SULKS ALL DAY AFTER BEING TURNED DOWN BY MY FRIEND FOR DINNER JUST BECOS HER DAD DIDNT ALLOW HER

i love the sax. says: I AM SO! DISAPPOINTED IF U THINK IM STILL FUMING OVER THAT MATTER

i love the sax. says: AND I KNOW I DIDNT HAVE TO CAPS IT BUT I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW.

i love the sax. says: HA HA HA. :D

Sufi'ah says: uh ok

Sufi'ah says: lol was juat afraid la

i love the sax. says: lol
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oh if you have no idea, thats is how i talk on msn. i love exaggerating with words. it makes the whole convo lively. :D picture if its for real. lol.

im so bored. i got to grandma's house at 3pm. chatted with fir on msn. watched tv, had dinner. went to tampines mall to walk around. bought tortilla chips. (: it wld be better if there's melted cheese to go with it or salsa?

im working at 1pm later on. :/ im waiting for the money to be in on monday! since it didnt come in yesterday. due to labour day. urgh.
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self note: caron, stop whining . ure not a babe where all the guys worship you and do your bidding with a snap of your fingers. again, STOP WHINING.

ok, bye.

p.s: wa lao~ i just realise the song on my blog isnt a full song. ka na sai, right?

yes, i do speak/ write singlish. :D