I have sooooooooooooooooo many stuff to whine about.
I feel like going on a homicide spree and create a Shocker On Shock Street.
My brain is probably going to explode soon.
But I can't seem to phrase my thoughts into words.
Everything's jumbled up and I'm going a little nuts right now.

I need to hangout with my usual mates and just wish that time would stop.
Quite contradicting, cause I've been wanting time to move faster.

God, please fast forward to January 2009.

As I was saying, I need to hangout with my usual mates again cause I've been putting my life to a halt cause of school.
Fuck school and all it's glory.
Education and qualifications are overrated. Get it into your head, you little fucks.
But that's a whole other story.

My social life is at the down low.
My phone hasn't been ringing for the past few days.
The person whom I still talk to now is the sole Mr. Reezan.
Friends and also Reezan have been saying I've gone missing and are begging me to move my big fat Asian ass.
Plus I missed shisha session. A real big fuck up.

Now all I need is them.
Unwind me, you fucks!
I'll get my ass moving to call you fucks up to hangout.
I wanna go catch movies.
I wanna lepak.
I wanna feel alive again.
I feel so deaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad.

But we'll have to wait till my problems have settled.
Fuck this shit, man.
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Just cause I keep quiet doesn't mean I'm not thinking.
I'm not like you fucks who run your mouth but nothing sets you thinking.
Ah zip it. Lock it. Screw it. Fuck it.