Dang , th thought of my classmates next year make me feel like dying mans.I don't know how to survive at all la. Fuck.The peeps that i feel like killing. The wannabes. The flirts. & the worse , THAT BITCH.Arghs. Fuck. I want a transfer.Don't think i'll be down at hajilane for sheesha already. It's late & i'm still at home.I wanna go out for a relief. Arghs.

Fucker , i miss you la dey.

& i drank spoilt milk just now.
I'm having a stomachache now.
Fuck.