Thursday, September 07, 2006
I SAID I DON'T GIVE A SHIT.
I LOVE PAUL TWOHILL, AND THAT'S IT.
END OF STORY.
AND I CAN'T BLOODY STOP CRYING.
I CAN'T. I JUST CAN'T SO DON'T ASK ME WHY.
I VOTED, I VOTED SO MANY TIMES.
YET HE WENT OUT.
WHAT THE HELL CAN I DO ABOUT IT?
I DON'T KNOW. I'M FINDING IT HARD TO TYPE CUS MY HAND'S SHAKING.
AND PEOPLE ARE ALL MSN-NING ME STRAIGHT WHEN I WENT ONLINE DUE TO MY NICK.
SOME PPL JUS DON'T GEDDIT, THEY THINK I'M TRYING TO BE COOL AND ACT SAD JUS BECAUSE I CLAIM TO BE A PAULTWOHILL FAN.
WELL, FUCK THEM ALL.
IF THAT'S WHAT THEY THINK, THEN THEIR BRAIN MUST BE AS BIG AS MY BOOBS.
which is quite non-existent
WHATEVER, SERIOUSLY!
OMG, I'M KINDA SPEECH-IMPAIRED NOW CUS ALL I CAN THINK OF IS
MR PAULTWOHILL, MR PAULTWOHILL AND MR PAULTWOHILL.and thanks mum, for chiding me for crying over paultwohill.
thanks for calling me an immature freak.
PAUL TWOHILL. SUCH A CANDY.HE'S FOREVER MY SINGAPORE IDOL.anyway, on the mag that 8days printed, i've already pasted the winner (crown) sticker on paul.
AND I'VE SWEARED. to god.
THAT I'M NOT GOING TO WATCH THIS SEASON'S SI ANYMORE.
maybe except for finals cus PAUL's gonna perform.
I'M SICK OF WATCHING AND I DON'T WANT TO REMINISCE ABOUT HIM.
OR I'LL CRY.
pardon my language in this post. i'm not thinking straight.
FUCK.
i'm still not done crying.
get me tissue people.
and don't laugh if tmr u see me with swollen eyes.
or maybe you won't, cus it's TMR.
oh whatever, i guess i shld jus go to sleep.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
fuckfuckfuckfuck.
PAAAAAAAUUUUUUUULLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!
[summary of today's happenings: i got sexually assulted. that's all.]
p.s: i will love paul twohill forever. till the day that i die.paul, my winner,. ping
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