*anonymity.
Whispers
naked.
tell me, what do you see?
i see lies, deception, and manipulation.
The Writer
the ironic water-bearer.
the gem. the life.
the one and only... miss A.
Watchers
Almiekat Ally Alias
Fatehah Nooraini
Fiza Bani
The Sister
Pok Xiang Yan
anonymity for life.
- the wishlist -
the lottery
the historical trip
a big king size bed
a great guy and ...
an accidental new love.
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Friday, February 25, 2011 @ 9:34 AM
oh.my.god.i can't stand people who don't flush the toiletbowl after poo-ing. !!!! the first time i saw it... i was okay about it. i mean, people forget stuffs. but today, i saw it for the second time... like what.the.fuck.are.you.kidding.me???? okay, so i flushed the shit off... and felt revolting, nauseating like i'm gonna throw up. to see someone else's shit floating in the toiletbowl, turning the water into brownish chocholaty like fluid is so not appetizing. fuck. sorry but i can not control my vulgarity anymore. fine. i won't mention anything now. if i see the toiletbowl filled with human feces for the 3RD TIME... i'm gonna start embarassing people. the reason why i don't mention it is it's embarassing for the person involved. i don't wanna create any awkwardness between us. but if you keep doing this to me, i seriously have to voice it up, regardless you forget bout it or what. yucks. yucksyucksyucksyucksyucks. it drives me crazy when good-looking people are extra unhygienic. yucks. who would have thought, huh? pfft. Labels: footprints, housemates. |