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Wednesday, May 21, 2008
{ 11:21 PM }
today is super funny lar. the person i dun like at work (you must be thinking so fast dun like pple liao.. hahaha) came to work with two bleeding knees. and it's not those scraped skin type but those bleeding profusely type. and she still dun want go and wash still happily swayed around with those bleeding knees. seriously the blood was dripping down both her legs lar. and she ngei ngei want come ask me do sth. that was when i saw her legs and i said very calmly.. "oh, your legs" and she said sth like nvm. she said nvm so i heck care her lor... though it's really bleeding till damn jialat. and after that more and more pple saw and they made a huge hoo-haa out of it. i feel damn ou-xim.. cos i totally feel nothing even when such jialat wounds are right before my eyes.. just cos i dun like that person. either that or it's simply cos i fall down so often myself im immuned to seeing bruised knees. haha. and there's this super mean person who asked her if it's cos she went rollerblading. lol.ok, jump!now here's one of those typical conversation i had my my mum over sms..mum: "buy bread"me: "no money" (cos everytime i go out she will ask if i got money.. ask for fun nia.. not that she really will give)mum: "steal"me: "steal bread or steal money"mum: "both"=.=# =.=# =.=#also that day when i went for mahjong.. mum: "got money?"me: "dun have. you have?"mum: "go and win"haha. what kind of mum is this??i sleep damn early these days lar. hur hur.let me dream of kobe playing bball tonight. hahaha. damn intense dreams huh. lol.
