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❝AGAIN❞





Almost exposed. what a close shave.
Thursday, July 9, 2009, 9:45 PM
Just this monday, i met bf before going over to shop with phie right?

So bf walked me to the bus 27 bus stop. My aunt's maid caught me. Like wtf. So she told my aunt and my aunt in turn told my mom.

Oh My God, it's hella freaking omgwtfbbq. I almost pissed in my pants, ok literally.

So my mum threw questions at me " she saw you wearing green shirt and black shorts with a tall guy at a traffic junc. near riv mall @1plus."

"eh no, i only have a green shirt which i don't usually wear so how could it be me? i was wearing blue shorts and black shirt. And i took 82, then 27, at 1.30. So how could it be that i went riv mall."

The fact is i was wearing orange. Just in case... my aunt's maid changes her sentences.

My mom "counselled" me by blabbering shit about relationships. Wasn't sure if she was convinced because it is just too coincident to begin with. And the loopholes in my stories. She claimed she didn't tell dad cos' he'd get worked up.

NO, MY NIGHTMARE DIDN'T JUST END HERE.
My dad was fucking suspicious too. Tuition today. After that, lied that i had extra 45min tuition and went to riv mall to buy correction tape.
He even went down to "catch me in the act" with the excuse of buying ciggies. Thank God, he didn't caught me.
Plus, he thinks everytime i'm laughing in front of the desktop screen is suspicious. Wth? I watch youtube videos and laugh cannot? Msn people? Read something funny?
Besides that... My cousin's mom knows about it. My neighbours saw me with him, except that i wasn't holding hands or anything. I know too many people around sengkang area, so uhhh.
My primary schoolmates too, still okay. Uhm? the aunty who used to sell porridge at rp too.
Dulan. Ahhais, omg, mind your own business please!
Not like i commited any heinous crime, and i'm doing rather great in school too.
I know my limits, i know what i'm doing, i know i would have to do better in my exams this time round.
SO FUCK OFFFFFF!
HAH.
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