jiawei's invisible.
he wants to be visible. to you.
clubbed last night at whynot. before that, drank a little at tantric with shuhui and jarrod. the drink was nasty. tasted like some medicine. but better when we threw the lemon in. were pretty high at whynot. all of us. oh fuck fuck fuck. what's wrong with me man. first my phone. now, MY IPOD. sheeshpie. i really dont know how i can lose things just like that. fucking bitch lady luck isnt shining any light on me lah. and what can possibly be worst than this. ohyeah. school. 3 more weeks to my final papers. can feel the stress blasting into our faces. i'm totally on the verge to suicide. shall write more on jiawei's sad loveless life on his private EMO blog. want the link? NO. it's PRIVATE. read it only after he jumps off 22 storeys, most probably's JASON's house. heyy class okay. and speaking of class. i'm holding on to my sister's SO NOT CLASS phone. really have to work this feb man. so many things coming up that requires money. benTOH's birthday. shuhui's birthday. have to get myself a new phone. a new ipod or the samsung cool blue music player. you know, i should totally be a prostitue. everything will be MUCH easier. okay joking. jiawei goes for love instead of money. duhhh. got my mother to arrange an interview at takashimaya. will be working my ass off even on chinese new year. yeah. not celebrating cause my grandpa died remember. yeah that's just jiawei's life. and he's gotta accept all the shit. okay should end my post with something happy. a fake smile.
jiawei needs to improve himself.
driving.
MONEY.
to find a suitor in this fucked up superficial world.
he wants to be visible. to you.
clubbed last night at whynot. before that, drank a little at tantric with shuhui and jarrod. the drink was nasty. tasted like some medicine. but better when we threw the lemon in. were pretty high at whynot. all of us. oh fuck fuck fuck. what's wrong with me man. first my phone. now, MY IPOD. sheeshpie. i really dont know how i can lose things just like that. fucking bitch lady luck isnt shining any light on me lah. and what can possibly be worst than this. ohyeah. school. 3 more weeks to my final papers. can feel the stress blasting into our faces. i'm totally on the verge to suicide. shall write more on jiawei's sad loveless life on his private EMO blog. want the link? NO. it's PRIVATE. read it only after he jumps off 22 storeys, most probably's JASON's house. heyy class okay. and speaking of class. i'm holding on to my sister's SO NOT CLASS phone. really have to work this feb man. so many things coming up that requires money. benTOH's birthday. shuhui's birthday. have to get myself a new phone. a new ipod or the samsung cool blue music player. you know, i should totally be a prostitue. everything will be MUCH easier. okay joking. jiawei goes for love instead of money. duhhh. got my mother to arrange an interview at takashimaya. will be working my ass off even on chinese new year. yeah. not celebrating cause my grandpa died remember. yeah that's just jiawei's life. and he's gotta accept all the shit. okay should end my post with something happy. a fake smile.
jiawei needs to improve himself.
driving.
MONEY.
to find a suitor in this fucked up superficial world.
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