I had the most weirdest dream this morning.
I dreamt that I was caught having sex in public.
I know, the dream's kinda weird and all but it was distinctly real to me.
Anyway, I was caught by a Muslim man.
And he sent me back home where my family soon found out.
I was punished or tortured, I don't remember.
But I remembered being thrown out.
Suddenly I woke up, and I actually told myself I was not going to have sex for the next few years.
ZOMG, imagine my fear.
Okay that was the most scariest nightmare by far, I swear.
Project Work is oh-so-not-fun, please.
Just a few more months.
Work it, Syahrul, work it.
06 September 2008 | 4:43:00 PM
Stand up
Stand up
02 May 2008 | 10:07:00 PM
Wonderful
Wonderful
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The title of this post is so ironic to my condition right now. I'm really sick like fuck. Today, in school, something happened. And Farhan is still hot luh, giler. Jealous ke per? I'm too sick to even think what to type next. I'll just put a picture took during the Public Speaking Competition. And to end on a sweet note is.... to run 300m all out! Bleedy hell. ![]() Labels: my body's crushcrushcrush. |

