I wonder if it is a curse or what.
Cos i prone to fall sick when its the month of april.
Coincidence but it is true.
I remembered when i was younger,
I keep failling sick on my birthday.
The photos i have of my younger birthday 'DAYS',
All posed on the bed with blanket on!
JINXED.

Anyway,
Diarrhoea kills me and I should arm myself with anti-diarrhoea pills.
Like lomotil, dhamotil, loperamil, charcoal pill!
Yeah yeah i know their names cos i'm prone to get diarrhoea.
The sickening medicine is 'KAOLIN BP'.
NEVER NEVER take those.
It makes you sicker,
I kept vomitting every hours or few till I almost choose to sleep in the toilet.
ALMOST. sucha exaggeration bitch.
I shit for more than 20 times yesterday.
GOODNESS.
I'll swear that i will never eat sea shells.
They do me harm.

How can I love when you don't give me a heart.

The pefect sunday of the year.
Reasons?
No work, no stress, no worries, no entertaining petty customers.
Again?
Idle at home. Sleeping in. Pigging.
So what happens next?
Sleep, go out!
Really?
YES!


keep your head still
i'll be your thrill
the night will go on, my little windmill.

Work yesterday was superbly busy,
Dan surely is one temperamental bastard.
Asshole manager.
After work, we chilled out at OB.
Had monopoly session till 6am,
A 2hour game.
Haidar was the first one to went bust.
My money was depleting,
Which means i'm gonna be the next bankrupt incl faidhi.
Couldn't be bothered lar so I went out to smoke.
Ten minutes later,
They ended the game.

Again slacked at outside OB till 630am,
The five of us went to the 711.
Then got a group of fucking youngster,
Staring at us.
Fuckers.
Mother father die.

Sat infront of starbucks specialist and fagged till 730am.
The delivery came in,
These stupid boys locked me inside the delivery truck.
It was cold,
Morons.

Then off we went our seperate way.

Now i need to go to work again.

Finito.

(this is one lame entry.)

despite what i'm badly engulfed with,

emptiness rose in me.

been busy week, nothing seems to be right.
and everything isn't going as what it ought to be.

Today, work seemed like hell but gang was too kind on me.

I'm gonna miss this should we go our seperate way,

this june.

It summed up my day that i'm surrounded by the best people,

Pure people sex, if you wanna call it.

i guess in someways i'm a depressive kid.

125am and bed is calling me.

i yearn for that kinda feeling.

I fancy Dido alot.

work has been taking an extra toll and things are getting rather much oppressive. deciding on something minor is getting hard too. maybe i've been rushing here and fro. and sometimes when everything is getting harder i wished we can freeze time. i'm not really sure with my emotions too which makes the 3/4 lot chunk outta me.

the exhaustion of rushings and work has been kicking on me. this is getting depressive yet i'm not certain with the whirlwind of emotions in me. i wished i could ooze it out but where to start? this is self-pathetic ryann.

i would build an empire on your feet cos that's how i feel for you.

and its you when i look into the mirror.