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Of love and life
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Hey loonxzx ! First of all, daddyo forgot to give me his cash so I'm broke shitless right now and he's in camp trying to figure out how to pass me the money. Secret, I'm getting some cash hehehe. Let's just keep him worried, so sweet to see him come up with all this lame ideas to give me cash. I'm very worried for Ernie, Word has it at home that she's attached. My so vulnerable demure and innocent sister is having a boyfriend. And mama's annoying the shit out of me tormenting me with all this questions I don't want to answer. Like who's she with, where'd she go and ERNIE DOESN'T LIE AND SHE TOLD 'EM and they don't trust her. Ok they do, they're just being what we call parents. Sweetheart got his bike seat changed and it feels alot comfortable. I don't need to sit kilometres away from him anymore and the sit isn't as high nor as rock hard. Anyways, I had all these long sad words ready to be post when I finally decided I shouldn't. It'd just make me more sad and worried and PARANOID. I'd keep telling Zaini to ride so slow, and no speeding, no such thing as 100km/h or no riding with one hands or whatever and threaten to burst his testicles if he does. But yeah, amazing how so vulnerable life is, anytime and anywhere you just don't know and you've got no clue. Right smack on the face -sighs- If you don't already notice, I'm insanely bored. I ponned lecture for blogging. And daddyo doesn't know hehehe. He is so sweet I swear, he woke up in the middle of the night to keep repeating "dah laa tu baby, I love you right" again and again and again and I feel a-okay by the end of the convo. Okay awkwardddddd, bye ! Dyou realise how not-cohesive my writing is. Not like as if I care but it's quite disturbing when I read the posts. It's like the whole posts don't make sense. Who carees, making sense is so president job. Okay bimbo talk, goodbye. With love, Nur Edlin Effendi at 2:15 PM
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