yesterday PE world sia cause ashraf the idiot fell like one mother faker who just drink tiger beer. i laughed my testicles off. literally. then they grow back. ahhahaha. then run like hell. im the last runner. i almost fell then i acted like usain bolt cause my middle name is bolt. Hairil Bolt Obama. thts right. then the record breaking is like one hell shit. didnt even go with my group. i walked around with ashraf. run around the blog and did push up. 15 min like that we go down. and we died. a lorry hit us. but because of our bald head , we were able to live to see another day i swear its true , but a girl like her is impossible to find . ok now im making shit up. so today i wanted to go sembahyang cause im a good boy. then indra wanted to go punggol. and we did. but instead we went bedok. eat roti prata. we own benjamin cause his jaw is like my ass but my ass nicer cause got obama picture. then went home. and my mom bought roti prata. so yeah i ate r oti prata. at the bedok so ex sia 5 kosong and 1 telur altogether is 10.60 dollars. maybe that indian con us. or its sandhya's brother ? father ? grandfather? im scared. i go toilet cry then toilet bowl water overflow. so i ignore and dance tektonick infront of sandhya father/grandfather/brother. he died. ok so im using the computer. i talk alot here on the msn and sms. i dont talk much face to face cause of several reasons and u know what? no cause i didnt tell you. that doesnt mean im going to. i wont. end of story!
bye. i have several people in my hitlist. THey Will Die By My Mafia Team.
my night has become a sunny dawn because of you//; 12:17 AM
the handsome guy
name: hairil but u can call me James Bond
age: younger than jesus
location: anywhere is USA
