xoxo, rosette

rockstar's RUNABOUT

wooo....im home. it's like wtf?

okie...and ALL BECAUSE OF THE PHRASE "What the FUCK?" on the phone with my very dearie SHAH. A call is the root to what happened. Well...it's a good experience thou.

so what did i do during the 2 days?
let's cut it short.

took a cab to BFF's block.
talk cock under block.
help BFF do work.
slp for 2 hours.
cab-bed home at 5.20am.
took my laptop, brush teeth.
see time is coming up b4 dad wakes up so i ran.
go school (this is the part where i regret MOST)
bus-ed to ikea (feels like a tourist when i bus there with Norman)
walked to ikea
eat buns and dogs
walked ard ikea with a trolly thinking i'll be buying things( which i did not)
cab-ed to Norman's hse
his maltese fuckiong fierce
play with his dog ( it bit me, FUCK)
slack, paste rock shox stickers on my laptop
play with the dog again
cab-ed home from BLOODY CLEMENTI LOR!!

aha...climax now...what happened next?

pay cab fare.
take lift up.
search for my keys.
open the door.
put down bag and lappy.
kick my dog (gently la)
see mum.
"hello." is what i said.
"...." is her reply.
"where's he?" i said
"room" she said.
i open the door.
he look at me.
i look at him.
he look at me.
i look at him.
...
...
"why so late?"he said.
"i go out" i said.
"go bath" he said.
walked off.
bath.
eat banaba.
sleep.

no more. sian...not happening.

ROSE