*Sunday, April 25, 2004*
The true sadness is emptiness
Well, had a rather unpleased day yesterday evening. Firstly, waited damn long for my Chilli crab to arrive at Jackson place. Then by the time we rushed to finish the food, we were late for Jess' appointment at Mohd Sultan even with the stinking cab we took. Aircon smells of dead cockroach. zzzz Probably some died in the air vent or something like that. Then after that he took the wrong exit. That cost us a good $2 difference in the fare and I was so freaking mad that he had the cheek to charge us what's on the meter. Told Jess to take back $4 change but she couldn't be bothered less. She couldn't be even bothered to count the change she took back. I was so freaking mad. Then supposedly to meet at Cafe Cartel but no one could be bothered to even get a table even though they were early? I am so pissing mad for already arriving late and missing some 20 minutes of the Man U v Pool game and some faggot go sms Jess say some shit about "living your life and don't let anyone control you" You don't know what the fuck shit is going on and I would strong appreciate it if you would STFU.
Ended up went to "The Tavern" to watch the game which Man U gave away a penalty and lost the matchup. MOFO friends of hers. Since no one listens to me, so why should I even bother? All can go to hell and I couldn't care less.
Su played with Magic @ 4/25/2004 01:58:00 PM
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