okay, i'm starting to get annoyed from the chain mails sent by the vietnam trip team members. it was so frivolous that i stopped reading any of them and started the frenzy deletes. they just keep coming! arrgh. annoyed.
alright, something to make me feel better? i just cleared my table. it was like moving mountains but as mighty to save by Hillsong united goes, "saviour, he can move the mountains...." haha. so i supposed while i was clearing my table, the holy spirit flowed through me and helped me with the work.
oh wait, my main point from clearing my table is that i found a poem that brenton and i composed during some chemistry remedial on a saturday morning where chuang was next to us and charvi was in front of him. you will like it! here it goes...
The Love Poem
I, Alexander Chuang Yi
from 5.5 deutronomy
love you dearly,
my sweet charvi.
You are my honey
and i'm your bee
i feel so lucky
that forever you will be,
my melody.
(oh and here comes the sick part. haha)
I like your sweaty pussy.
it keeps me from being moody.
I like it when its sticky.
It will always be my honey
me and you are like chemistry
let our body fluids flow so smoothly.
you know so damm clearly,
that i want to give you a hicky.
you are always so lovely
making me all so horny.
put on my condom and get ready,
i want to fuck you so badly.
no one has your boobies,
nor your ass like your booty.
i like you hairy,
no wonder i popped your cherry.
by: Brenton and Peng.
i so love this poem even though it grew disgusting after the second stanza. haha.
well, my ears are still partially blocked from mambo. it was fun at zoukout but somehow, it was little boring in zouk itself. haha. my liking for mambo is dropping. i think its because i dont know most of the songs?
but at least i bumped into james. haven't seen that bugger for years. like really years. 2 years i think. time passes real fast man. i can still remember the first day of primary one. wait. i can still remember my kindergarten days. awww, ascension, how i miss you.
turning nostalgic again. no no.
para para samsara woo la la!
