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May 16, 2009
Exorcists File no 129- Glory days

It was only Faldo who knew the correct answer. Polo boy( he uses polo shirt everytime we went out) Snowman boy( He uses snowman pen even he’s rich, he’s a klutz) and Mangkok boy( refers to his former hairstyle)

Sudi was so pitiful, everyone’s talking bout him. And I’m the one who started it.
After eating, we looked at the plate and saw another slice left. We were unable to eat another slice, all of us were full. Faldo suggested we give it to our bero. And all of us laughed. Peter went home the first, then we went to Sports station. No new shoes here, hufft..

Our next destination, Multi. Faldo bought a pS 2 cd, and sudi WII. I duno what game they bought, since I went home already that time. When I got home, my mom and my fat maid stared at me. My maid was wondering what happened to my hair, and my mom said, oh god, he’s gone nuts. Before my mom flow her temper, I calmed her down and pushed all the blame to the hairstylist. It wasn’t my idea frankly.( Quite like it, since it’s not stabbing my eyes though it’s long, I looked like a gay) I quickly take a bath, I avoided my dad. SO not wanting another speech from my parents. They never stop the speech when they’re on fire. After done bathing, I ate again my dinner. I wanna puke, and I ate so little. My mom complained again, are you unwell? Are you sick? She’s worrying damn too much, truth is, my stomach is filled with pizzas. My dad, mom and sister were discussing the new house they visited earlier. They said it was nice, huge and capacious. What’s more, I have my room larger twice and have my own toilet. WOW!! And there’s also bASketball court behind the house, since it’s so spacious. But the problem is the price, $300000. More than 2 M, than it’s almost the same as Bellavista. But Bellavista has no basketball court.

I puked after eating my dinner, but I was still able to eat ice cream at my refrigerator. The power of sweetness.



Distance hearts when rejoined as one,may find the light within
7:36 AM.