WEDNESDAY. I'm such a sotong pls. concession expires on 10th of sept. AND I THOUGHT YTD WAS 10th. zzz. AND YTD THE QUEUE AT MRT FOR CONCESSION SO LONG! so this morning i use coins to take a bus to the station. i know its no big deal, just a few cents and stuff. BUT that is not the point. Start of the week till now, im like so blurr. cant think properly. die la die la. OK just came back from my failure haircut. I TELL U, THAT MOFO hairstylist dun understand english man. i said " eh, thin a bit, leave the length." in the end its, short and very thinned. ok. fuck u whoever you were that cut my hair. zzz. *breathe in, breathe out* hair will grow back. call urself a lo'real hairstylist ah? pui. nabeiness. im very very tired. still got some stupid rj to do. ARGH. yes salty, u laugh tmr, i'll slap u. oh ya. training tmr. skipping it for my bff leh! ROFL. ok. gonnna fast the day after tmr. FRIDAY. omg. i hope i can take it. imagine me fainted, on the floor, white foam flowing out from the side of my mouth. Surrounded by curious on lookers. tsktsktsk. that was lame. tired. RJ, sucks. kns. #$%^&*(~~!!!!!