so today was fucking noob. bla bla go to school sit down like a real man. draw the mafia like another real man. emo also like real man. dance like xavier. which is not a real man. smell JWP perfume. a shit ass man would do that. then history idiot. seriously idiot. jodie write script. i dunno what the fuck am i suppose to do. i ask her what to do she say go read my self. how the hell do i read if i dont fucking understand. fuck that fat woman who thinks shes thin. ok then act like wtf. i dunno what im doing. all i know is that im beating the hell out of daryl. he didnt cry. cause real man dont. only wali and marcus cry in softball. even nazri stopped being cry baby. then after school go sembahyang. was late but it was allright. went to ashraf house from masjid ghufran to his house. shit it was tiring. then go his house bla bla. he on computer got haiti song. i and indra sing of course. then go handphone shop see ashraf phone if can repair anot. because he want to give me. then dont wan repair not worth it. so go my house and take all the shit for softball to play. coach say he cant come but he call ashraf say he coming. then he came already he left. lol. miss liyana never say cancel. noob marcus also. then nazri all that softball go play then got this guy i think derek jeter father. as assumed by ashraf. he taught us how to pitch and catch all that. all the technique. he very good. and smart. i know him since sec 1. when i was playing with mudboy and fatstop, he also come teach. so then go home nazri the chibai go play soccer with mudboy. ok then ashraf teman me home cause i love him then i go home and die. see ya in heaven my dear bitches
my night has become a sunny dawn because of you//; 4:18 AM
the handsome guy
name: hairil but u can call me James Bond
age: younger than jesus
location: anywhere is USA