damaged tape.

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Thursday, December 14, 2006 9:34 pm

Confessions.

Since the season of raining is here, I don't see why I should not repent. If Santa's reading this, I hope I can still find a present by my bed on the morning of 25 December. Albeit that corner of the bed has been left pretty much empty since 1996. I wonder, did Santa get lost somewhere?

1) I did badly in the exams and told a big lie. I lied to my relatives that I kicked ass.
2) I lied to say that I wanna be a doctor or a forensics pathologist when I grow up when I knew that my occupation of the future can't get any better than a waiter.
3) I lied that I will be getting into SA when I can't even get an A1 for English.
4) I acted angel in class when, deep down, I was cussing the teachers for alls' worth.
5) I cheated in almost all of the class tests.

I think I can leave things here, as it is. But hey, Santa, if you are deciding on giving me some sort of torture weapon, leave it at my bed and not at my mum's. For if that's so, then you will have one less child to visit next year.

"let it rain...let it rain...let it rain"

this used to be a funhouse. But now it’s full of evil clowns.