Thursday, October 21, 2004
.:. The Bitch Day Starts With .:.
I just have the freakin feelin tat this is the start of a realie screwed up weekend. It's 1 & i juz woke up, & juz realized tat i'm late for friday prayers...again. Now i have to endure the torture my ears are goin thru, coz my mom's naggin at me non-stop. I'd rather be out in this freakin cold & wet weather than be nagged at...
It seems like i'm down with flu, n a slight fever...yeah, its buggin me...wipin snort off my nose every 30 seconds... Gonna be a bad weekend? well, it has all the makings of 1... Wat luck...phoooeeeyyy... I'd give anythin to at least own a laptop, at least then i noe my nites will be spent fantastically even in camp, n all tats happenin now will juz be temporary pain in the ass... Coz wen u end ur nites with smiles, ur days can never go wrong...well, i'm smilin now juz thinkin bout it...
.:. The Bitch day Ends .:.
10:38 PM
