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Wednesday, March 28, 2007

okay so my day isnt too good.

yesterday, tuesday.
had dance and Ryan fetched me home after that. (;
had a nice time, chat bout many things and yea. thats my day.
ordinary and typical.
but at least mood was good cos i spent last few hours with Ryan :D

today, however, was really bad.
had dance and ate at coffeshop after that.
bought fried spring chicken for mom&sis and 2cups of bubble tea, gee, i guess i look as if i just went marketing. -.-
and of course, im telling you what i bought for a reason.
that is, i had a ghostly encounter. or at least of some sort.
[p.s. SCREW THAT MAN.]
this is my story :

anybody who came to my house before knows its incredibly eerie at my estate in the night.
so i was walking around this corner, the last turn towards my house and then i spotted a black car bout 2metres away from me.
then the left door was open. so i was kinda shocked then i looked closely and saw this *screams* stupid man dressed in white shirt with rather fair complexion with his car light [BLUE LIGHT] shining at his face and he was expressionless. then my jaws dropped and i was practically rooted to the ground. o.o

then somehow, just somehow, i looked closely and that darn guy turned his whole face towards me and made a WTF-i-am-not-a-ghost look darn him, i know it doesnt sound scary, but i swear i could have screamed my guts out if i didnt look closely.

i was still so bloody freaked out alright, i practically brisked-walked my way home and hugged my mom when i saw her at the door-.- darn that guy, scared the shit out of me,
if, just IF, he was a kidnapper, i swear i would scream, then throw my fried spring chicken at his ghostly face then shove the french fries up his ass and kick him in his groin area. darn him, what a way to get kidnapped.

AND WORSE STILL, RYAN WAS NOT WITH ME TODAY.
!#$%^&?!

alright, goodbye.


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