hate hate hate.

hate hate hate.


i hate hate hate how everytime the hols come, i am like pretty much un-contactable. especially now that my msia number's fucked up, and replying on roaming starhub costs one buck, i cant reply texts. it just irritates the hell out of me cause suddenly i am reminded that i am different from my lovelies, and i love to be special and all, but for this, i just want to keep it blended-into-the-crowd.

pfft my mummy for not letting me get a place in spore.

so, all of the sudden, the net is like jesus christ, saviour to mankind. but still, nothing beats a face-to-face air kiss and cheek peck.




I LOVE NURUL. look what she left me on her blog:


"p/s Tan Woan Tyng you gorgeous fuck, get your ass to Singapore like ASAP cos i miss you & the rest like there's no tomorrow. :( "


she's so sweet i want to eat her all up! gobble gobble! hahha. and she spelt my name right!
(+ 5 million donut points!)


GENTING TOGETHER PLEASE!






ta-ta.

xoxo.

weird smoking bisexual slasherflicks are so connected, aight?
a suicidal emo pocketsized bunch.
identical content in not-so-different packaging.
i love that i cant work photoshope, dont like frenching girls and never mark myself.