Thomas Fernandes Hasselhoff
Thursday, November 13, 2008
life is such a bitch.
"The night, or shall i say
morning was long.The only
sound i could hear was the whirring
of the fan and the click clacks of the
handphone as i typed.I felt drained
and tired but i could not close
my eyes.For the past few hours of trying
of trying t sleep,i managed to finish
a book.But whenever i made an
effort to close my eyes,i could not
help but feel so annoyed by with a string
of words.The words '**** ****
******* ***' sang furiosly in my head
as though it was a melodious tune.The words
were not fit together.It was
like saying 'stop ****** ******* dream about
your stupid****** ******* **** thingy
and live your ******* boring life.'God."
morning was long.The only
sound i could hear was the whirring
of the fan and the click clacks of the
handphone as i typed.I felt drained
and tired but i could not close
my eyes.For the past few hours of trying
of trying t sleep,i managed to finish
a book.But whenever i made an
effort to close my eyes,i could not
help but feel so annoyed by with a string
of words.The words '**** ****
******* ***' sang furiosly in my head
as though it was a melodious tune.The words
were not fit together.It was
like saying 'stop ****** ******* dream about
your stupid****** ******* **** thingy
and live your ******* boring life.'God."