H E R R A N D O M C R A P . B L O G S P O T . C O M ♥
Tuesday, October 30, 2007 @ 9:23 PM
not really in a good mood. got no one to blame lahs- except for me, myself and my fucking naive attitude.
seriously lahs. i've no idea why i keep volunteering to do all this stupid jobs- when my only role in the committe is to do; medals and that ugly shirt.
neh mind about that. i brought the freaking grave to myself. so no one's to be blamed.
did overlooking of official thingie again. i realized some clubs are just plain freaking unreliable. i asked them to do a thing, they did another. i asked them to carry the fucking chairs, they carried the stupid fucking BALL. note: singular. and when i carried all the stupid fucked up official thingies. and they still have the FUCKING bastard cheek- asking ME to go BACK the fucking stadium ALONE to carry the chairs BACK. =.= and it was 7plus pm. AND the freaking chairs were at the netball court. and there's no light. so HOW? damn gentlemanly of them. was really freaking pissed lahs. but i didnt show. as always. and when they ref for the match, they dont even want to listen to me can? hello moto? neh mind. forget them.
and the intercons is really very fucking shitty. ehs. why is like EVERY fucking game im always there? together with amron. the only time i see the chair is on FRIDAY. and same goes for the vchair. idontknowwhyimhelpingthemoutthefuckedupshitthing. again, i know i brought the grave to myself. volunteering and agreeing sth that i shldnt have done. so no one's to be blamed. im the fucking stupid and naive one.
peisuan, im damn sorry. cant talk about charity works tonight. my mind's too messed up. and my fucking jaw is creating problems to my speech. i sounded like a stupid short tongue kuku head.
neh mind. dont mind me. im having a bad day i guess. thats why im rambling all this crap. just forget everything, and pretend i never say athing.
anyways- SB thrashed EEE in capt ball, 69-1.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007 @ 9:23 PM
not really in a good mood. got no one to blame lahs- except for me, myself and my fucking naive attitude.
seriously lahs. i've no idea why i keep volunteering to do all this stupid jobs- when my only role in the committe is to do; medals and that ugly shirt.
neh mind about that. i brought the freaking grave to myself. so no one's to be blamed.
did overlooking of official thingie again. i realized some clubs are just plain freaking unreliable. i asked them to do a thing, they did another. i asked them to carry the fucking chairs, they carried the stupid fucking BALL. note: singular. and when i carried all the stupid fucked up official thingies. and they still have the FUCKING bastard cheek- asking ME to go BACK the fucking stadium ALONE to carry the chairs BACK. =.= and it was 7plus pm. AND the freaking chairs were at the netball court. and there's no light. so HOW? damn gentlemanly of them. was really freaking pissed lahs. but i didnt show. as always. and when they ref for the match, they dont even want to listen to me can? hello moto? neh mind. forget them.
and the intercons is really very fucking shitty. ehs. why is like EVERY fucking game im always there? together with amron. the only time i see the chair is on FRIDAY. and same goes for the vchair. idontknowwhyimhelpingthemoutthefuckedupshitthing. again, i know i brought the grave to myself. volunteering and agreeing sth that i shldnt have done. so no one's to be blamed. im the fucking stupid and naive one.
peisuan, im damn sorry. cant talk about charity works tonight. my mind's too messed up. and my fucking jaw is creating problems to my speech. i sounded like a stupid short tongue kuku head.
neh mind. dont mind me. im having a bad day i guess. thats why im rambling all this crap. just forget everything, and pretend i never say athing.
