my granmama was trying to feed bran with rambutans just now. funny rite? he looked at the hairy thing like it was some alien. anyways, the girl upstairs is just, just killing me slowly, torturing me by SINGING. GOODNESS it's not even singing it's shouting and feeling good about it. don't her parents care about her? TELL HER THE TRUTH! it's just, needles lah. AAH! my ears are bleeding. i seriously wanna call the powlice! :((


suffering from major headache. more ouch. short of 5 bookmarks. erm, oh no. raye lets go shopping larr..