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i blogged on Saturday, August 18, 2007

anybody has matchboxes
with plenty of matchsticks?
i wanna stack em up
and start burning them stack by stack,
pyramid by pyramid.
whatever lah.

im kinda down today,
and i dont know why.
so...
fuck it, lol.

apparently the rain dampened my mood too.
followed by the argument with mum
about watching shows on my laptop,
and my asking her if i could
join pristine at the fireworks festival.
she jus came up with a stupid excuse
and made me guilty.
so i jus slammed, 'fine la,
dont go loh!'
then she slammed her door
right after i entered my room
and proceeded with my Prison Break.

i didnt have dinner either;
didnt see a reason why i had too,
and i couldnt care less.

ciaos for now,
hmmm.