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fi - like a woman scorned.
7th October 1988 - a star
is born. paranoid android. online since 2003, here you'll read about her daily spasms, visual spreads of close loves and a tinge of artworks from time to time. welcome to her humble abode.

CONTACT
fi_briton@hotmail.com
[friendster]
[myspace]

AUDIO


VISUALS
zoological
thecannery
coccolatte
aidilfitri06
london
nitot18
filthnight
hairspray

READS
amal// amanda// aruna// aysha// cherilyn// chinonet// dallilah// dan// danial// daya// dee// dha// dian// dinie// dyllah// diy// dy// eka// fae// fazli// fiffy// fir// fuhrer// hadi// hairul// hani// iansqrl// ida// ili// ilie// jaja// jane// jason// john// joo// khai// leha// lela// lina// mamat// min// mizee// naq// nj// nurasz// nurul// nysa// rasool// razif// reize// ria// samantha// saufie// sazz// shady// shameen// shasha// shazy// shyanne// sijia// shobi// sofia// tasya// xue// yanni// yazminda// yuse// zanna// zombiez// zura//

BLOW// THE RED WAGON// THE FAG SHACK// JUNK YARD FACTORY// STUDIOFROST//

CREDITS
blogger
rotter and friends
photobucket
adobe ps 9.0;cs2
VBrush
deviant art
c-box
my flash fetish
webmonkey
file cabin
file den
dynamicdrive


•all images, contents and
artworks in this blog
©fivefecta 2007.
thank you =)•


Monday, March 20, 2006

granny:
piza, kau sakit perot eh!?
me:
a'ahhh... *grabs tummy*
granny:
atok kau kasi salah obat la..!
grandpa:
betol la aku kasi buat tahan berak punye..
granny:
ade ke patot! meh sini makan obat gastric..!
me:
tanakk tadi atok da kasi daaa.
granny:
kau ngn atok kau, sama je lah! *slams door*
me:
.....


wtf sey my nenek attitude sia. arghh. i've been having this tummy ache for the past three days and i swear you'll puke when i tell you how i've been suffering. it's so disgusting. i want to be able to shit like a normal person again. sorry, i can't go on with much details here cause when i told anep the way i have been passing my motion, he have been teasing me like hell ever since. that dick. sighs. been making ten toilet trips per hour it's getting tiring having to plonk my ass on the toilet bowl every single time. business stats suck. and accounting. and maths. and any other calculative subject on the universe. when i grow up, i wanna get a tattoo on this ass, which can't shit properly, that says "I HATE NUMBERS!" fuck it man. why did i go into business school again? pfft. actually i had gone to bed two hours ago, guess what woke me up! YEA you got it. to the toilet i went again, that's like my second favourite place in the house right now. smiles! and i shat and shat and shat till i can't shit anymore. and after all the shitting, i can't sleep already! so to my blog i came and decided to do this! havent been updating much ( not because i have been doing nothing but shit, i did have a life ) and i might need to find time to upload my bangkok photos. trip was surreal i wanna go there again. give me bangkok. i can find my way through each train station like i can from tampines to orchard road. it's so damn bloody easy, i think my mom must've knocked it all into my system while i was there. a little too annoying tho, the way she always kept calling to make sure we were at the right station and never stopped reminding us of the next station name, which my bro and i have already come to memorise by then. si lom..sala daeng..siam..chatuchak park..kamphaeng..hahahaha! klah i must go sleep already. nights.

p/s: pearl harbor made me cry and heh, hot sia josh hartnett!! mata sepet. sexy nyer!




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