FML.
I have decided to stop blogging stupid things cos IRENE TAN KUKU reads my blog and she WILL NOT stop teasing me about it.. So here goes,
Caught a movie with PUSSYLLA called I LOVE YOU, MAN. Awesome show. Haven't laughed so hard in ages. Or have I? I don't know, I think I have.
Kervon text me today saying she saw me. That was earlier on before the movie. Was supposed to head to Spins and chill before the movie started but Pris wanted to see who she was (or apparently according to other people; I'm a stalker) *rolls eyes* so we ended up at Gloria's to have cake and iced chocolate while waiting for TAN KU KU and CAT. Funny people, really. They always brighten up my day/night.
After the show we headed out for a stick, and guess who we saw? Yup, K. This time I saw her, the unforgettable hair of hers. Ok, her's the thing, I chickened out. Yes, I'm a total loser. I don't even dare to say "Hi" fuck I really suck man. Hence, the blog title "FML". This entire post is revolving around this acronym. According to Pris, she thought they saw me but all in all I was a fucking pussy. period. Moving on...
They left me hanging by a thread for the past week and finally tomorrow's judgement day. I'm going to be screwed by 3 lecturers and I'm seriously scared to shit out of. I'm praying hard and keeping my fingers crossed so they wouldn't kick me out of SIP. I think I will break down. Seriously. And poor Ethel's going to be the victim who's gonna see me break down. Which I hope is not the case. I really hope that in the end I will break THE GOOD NEWS to her instead of THE WORST. I'm dreading every minute that passes by knowing it's a minute closer to facing my worst nightmare.
Finally, I was pretty taken aback that you guys went to butter that night and honestly I felt pretty left out. Thinking that Ver and all were there too? Oh well, I guess I'm in no position to complain. No position at all.
The end.