last night pa taught me how to steal from fairprice.

but it was really not worth all the effort running down twenty story staircases because it was just for one loave of gar di ner bread and kongguan biscuits -.-

when we reached ground floor apparently we got another car also .maybe stolen as well =o so he took one and drove off. then cos i went for two driving theory lessons and SHLD HAVE PASSED MY BASIC THEORY EXAM since i mugged so hard, he ask me drive the other .but i started gng on reverse ,i dno how to drive up straight. then police confronted me and ask for my license. but . die. i cant show my ezlink card because i've 4 mths to becoming 18years .:. actly i'm not allowed to be driving! then i woke up. aaaaaaaaaaahhhhh i felt so sad lah. i hate that 'i must run like hell to save my sorry ass' feeling.

on monday night. =o guess what. i got scolded. hhahahaha. in that intense period, i wanted to just youknow say all the shit i ve been thinking and feeling .which will be excuse-able and forgivable because i can just ''attribute it to the anger and defense stance i was forced into''.
but i didnt. because ultimately i'll lose due to my 'when i am damn angry i cant think straight .:. i won';t be able to say anything'. but losing is not the issue. it's the next 2hrs talk.

on my nain61 journey tdy i made a realisation. i am not scared of commitment! when it is regarding something that is of interest to me, áctually the image of commitment doesn't even come into the picture.

HAHA janell if you come here. you rmb the story i told you abt the p3 boy talking abt marriage with me right. do you rmb our neighbour mark or whoever was 5 yrs old then and i was 15!!!! =o =o hahaha. i'M NOT A PEODOPHILE. it's them .i nvr do anything.