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You can call me Rad. I'm madly in love with Rihanna Robyn Fenty. I'm 18 years old, grows a year older every 16th July. I love dancing, laughing & eating. I have high metabolism, that's why I don't really gain weight; and I hate it. And I'm an avid foodie. I eat food when I'm hungry & bored. I'm afraid of elephants, teletubbies & evil clowns. I'm disgusted with poisonous & stinging creatures too. Example given, the bee & the hornet. RAD stands for: R - Romantic A - Amazing, Adorable & Addictive D - Deranged I can be your friend, your enemy or whatsoever. I like quoting. So if you can't handle me at my worst, you can't get me at my best. To me, love means putting someone first before yourself. Add me up & we could talk. I don't believe in fairy tales, but sometimes, life needs fantasy to make our lives feel the magic.



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Saturday, December 27, 2008
TGIMWDL!

Today was so damn boring that I actually went to Novena and the place is closed. But the deadline is today. On Monday, I so gotta' go Novena again. Plus, the course interview is on Monday. I freaking have to plan what to wear, what to say. I have to go to that course, pronto.

I have a story to tell. So, let's just call this person, Schmook. I went to Schmook's place to slack around since I have nowhere to go. I editted Schmook's blogskin and it took around 2 hours plus. I have not editted a blog that long, so it's kinda my record. What da hell?

Then we watched Wildchild. I was so effing laughing the whole time la. Okay tipu. Almost. I feel like washing dirty linen online. And yeah, you kay-pohs confirm wanna read right? Screw you guys lah. Haha!

There was this stick insect, who actually abhore modern hip-hop. Then there was this toad who said my lovely crew people can't dance. We could, only that we're not up to that standard just yet. Nope, not refering to people but just saying.

We're a closed book. Judging us by our cover, it just proves that your a chicken. Try opening (knowing) us cause' we really don't bitch around like some people (refering to those who bitch around, not those who doesn't bitch around. There's a difference.).

Alright dear readers, I'm just saying, not typed these out for the sake of posting. Gosh, I really have to stop washing dirty linen man. Tsk.

2 more days to course interview with Man.
3 more days to dance practice. I cannot wait!
4 more days to submitting the form.

Your life is full of:

  • Politics
  • Issues
  • Craps
  • Terms
  • & last but not least, Bullsh*ts. With a capital "B".
Oh dear, sorry for the sudden change of URL. Yay me, I've finally changed F&NA's skin. Seriously, so sorry. I know you're annoyed now. I'm so sorry. :(

Labels: Thank God it's Me Washing Dirty Linen.


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