POP POP POP, damn ass shit dots.
I don't need a world map on my face indicating where a country is.
I see the old-self of me coming back once more but this time round, my close friend has changed to a newer something. How ancient and waxified can I be.
Let me plant a money tree and shake it when I need it, I guess the branch will break in no time then. So global warming worsen.
All I spend this wkend was $5 on my cab fare and nothing else, la-gi best can.
Now chunks of notes are piling in my personal self-help booklet. May that help me in my test. So everyone is fretting about PP, and I am too, please board of controllers, accept my report and get me an appointment, shall then I am freed.
I think I made a wrong thing in a wrong way to give a wrong impression.
What is right? Omg, feeling emo on a Sunday evening.
Monday, is, tomorrow, so, I, am, seeing, another, intensive, week, ahead.
Science, it might be the wrong direction I am heading, am I?
Sunday, September 30, 2007