Whisper sparks into my ear.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
All We Are.
OHEMGEE!!!
HELLO [[[:

the last time i posted was like...aeons ago i know ._.
I've been busy okeh, stupid EOY.
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this happened during English.
I dont know how the hell we started talking about my wedding but..

"(ruzanna)Speaking of your wedding..."
"(faustina)dude i didnt say anything."
"(ruzanna)Shush!!! okay, i want to get the most cushioned chair."
"(faustina)Ah. All the chairs will be cushioned, dumdum"
"(ruzanna)ohyah i forgot you're marrying Irwansyah"
"(vanisha)get her a seat with twigs.."
"(ruzanna)SHUSH! As your wedding present I'll buy you a blender."
"(faustina)...wth? why?"
"(ruzanna)SO that...uhh...the two personalities of you and your husband will uhh.. blend together and...MAKE NICE FRUIT JUICE *commercial smile*"
"(vanisha)i'll get you flavoured condoms"
"(ruzanna)she wont need them lahh, they want to have the babies"
"(faustina) DUDE!! IM NOT EVEN DATING!"
"(Ruzanna)Oh and return buy me almborghuini"
"(Vanisha)me, Porsche"
=.=
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Okay so me Vanisha,Ruzanna and someother people made an emo poem.
but somehow it turned into a nursery rhyme.
and then it got horny.
haheeho.

tick tock tick tock..tick
there goes the bloody clock
as i lay on the cot
desperately hoping that tim would stop
so that I could kill the cat behind the clock
as i lay on the cot
slowly but surely, I reached out for the mop
And then I mop...MOP!MOP!DIE!
as i lay on the cot
so then I decided to buy a bed
caose the cot gave me backache
and then killing the cat would be a piece of cake
that I plan to bake
for my grandmama
and myu grandpapa
Oh i cant wait for teh drama
to end for Bala
who the hell is Bala?
She's a dirty lil' mama
Or do you mean..papa??
Whatever. I still miss my cot.
Aren't we supposed to write a poem with a bloody plot?
There is a plot, without the damn cot!
Nevertheless, I still miss my cot!
I have three personalities,
is this just one of my fantasies?
as I drink a cup of tea.
that Bala made for me.
So i asked him to marry me.
or is he a she?
and for our wedding we'll serve curry.
And someone will buy us a cot

and I shall lay on the cot
Where I realized that Bala had boobs and also a toot
He then told me he was then as he
but then he went for surgery
and got himself a willie
and then we had a son named Billy
or is he a she?
I'd better check before i forget
or ratger i'd regret
as i had to face the fact that Billy was none
as he was just something i made for fun
and so i took out a gun
and then i...BANG!BANG!BANG!
as he lay on the cot
i left him there to rot
with only a blood clot
which i realize was then a dot
which eventually became a FULLSTOP.


HAHEEEHOOOOO.
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okay shall end here
damn assembly is starting.
damn it.

Hey, Soul Sister.
Faustina Sari S.

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If you can't handle me at my worst,
Then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.


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Step by step,
Aidah., Albee. Alethea. Amandy. Amanda Sng. Amaliah. Andria. Anisa. Annabella.
Brenda.
Cecilia.
Dai Tonai. Daphne. Daffy. Donna. Duan Yi.
Emmanuelle. Esther. Evelyn♥ Ernie.
Faizah. Farah. Farahin. Felicia.
Hanisa. Harley.
Immie. Indah. Irfan.
Jasmine. Jerry. Joanna. Jolene. Juvena.
Kaori.
Laura. Limin. Lin Hui.
Mardhiah. MeiLing.
Nadirah. Neta. Novia.
Punk Junior. Peixin. Paige. Parvin.
Qianyi.
Rachel. Renee. RuiYu. Ruzanna.
Samanthy. Shaleen. Stella.
Tania.
Vanilla. Victoria Foo. Victoria(netball).
Winnie.
Yenna. YiTing. Yuanyi.
Zee.


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Inspiration from Exuvalia and mintypeach.