konvicted

KONVICTED @ Fort Canning Park

I was late! Suppose to be there at 5-ish 6, but wound up reaching there at almost 8. Along with Santos, whom i bump into the MRT. I took one big giant run to fort canning park. -.-

But ahh skip this part, met new friends, Yee-Ni, Sylvia, May, Davis, 2 of Fel Tham's friend, some guy friends of JenMark and Jin Wei. Selina, Chloe, Jared, Kenneth, Shane Than, Shane (ABC) Russell, and Fahreeq were there.

The population was pretty patethic, I estimate a 100 odd or more or less. The irritating bit was the part when people came up to me and said,

'EH, damn boring la this party.'

With all do respect, but obviously it was boring, BECAUSE, you're suppose to get your freaking ass inside and on to the freaking dancefloor and dance your freaking little heart out. Typical people, of THE NATO FEDERATION. JEEEBUS!

Anyway, drinks served was swell, had a tequilla raw, and redbull/vodka, and some good ol tequilla shots.

Emcee tech one was ummmmm getting acquainted. HA

2 fights broke out. 4 police cars came. 1 angry DJ. GO FIGURE.

unlucky

man oh man why do such unlucky events happen to me?

i failed pretty miserablely for the mid years. Like L1R4, NOT GOOD.

TRAUMA, DRAMA, MAMA happend on saturday. NADA.

sigh. and what still, Konvicted sales, aint doing too well the way i want either.

duh

bad ticket sales= frustrated erika.

the opposite of fate

because i'm better with you

I was reading today's Sunday times when i managed to spot the article OF THE WEEK.

On Page 23 entitled ' 4 arrested in vicious honour killing of Iraqi Teen'

I got reminded of Romeo & Juliet, but a more tragic and gruesome storyline instead. But the weird & funny thing is i can see myself, just maybe cancel out the dying part la!

It did type
" She's a Yazidi. He was a Muslim".







Then i got myself thinking,
" She's a Christian. He is a Muslim".


So now my fellow readers, as you read through the future entries about my life. Think Romeo & Juliet here.

Go buy yourself a character.

i might not be alright now, but i'll be ok later. I promise you girls that i'll be just fine. (:

I am sick of this. That constant and endless nagging from mom. That screaming, preaching or whatsoever. Honestly i feel that she doesn't practice what she preaches. So i ask myself why bother at times. Whatever she's saying isn't getting into my head anymore, it DOESN'T make sense to me. It's just one of those endless and tire words that doesn't sink into my head any longer. Like decomposed material of the soil above the ground, EVENTUALLY it'll be disintergrated, yes.
But it won't be there forever, it'll be removed by means.

So this is it, the next round, i'll be running away, fo real.

When i earn enough, i'll give you whatever i have for you to go get yourself A NEW CHARACTER,
mum.

You'll thank me

you don't know how it feels to be in love

Here are some things which I have a strong urge to do now,

1) Get a nose piercing. ( I don't exactly know why i wanna get it, but i know that it's something i can fumble around with)
2) Rob 'That CD-Shop' or 'HMV' to upload songs, cause downloading them is butt slow!
3) Seat at 'The Coffee Bean' and eat B N J's ice cream and just wallow over my problems, for we are at Coffee Bean and there is nothing that can be solved at the Coffee Bean
4) Head over to Syahmil's place and calm him down. (That is IF i'll ever do.)


you don't know how it feels to be in love.

another

1 down and 2 to go. Or maybe 3.

I'm suppose to cry, I should cry, but I can't.

sinful soul

I've done the most damn greatest sin a girl could ever commit.

I'm not proud at all.

prata with the monkey

Funky Monkey + Erika + Prata = Laughter. True sheer laughter

I totoally gave up the idea of seating down on my desk to study today. I couldn't take it. I just can't sit still and study at home.