mm.. here i go. explicit contents, so watch out. first and foremost, FUCK SHEFFIELD! seriously man.. the university prospectus for sheffield was so laced with wonder and glory, and what do we see there? Safest City in UK 2002. Safest city MY FUCKING ASS! Iraq would probably be safer. apparently, 2002 was so great, but they failed to mention that 2003, sheffield has lowest cops to population ratio, and south yorkshire has the highest burglary thefts in the whole of UK. so basicly, i'm living in a criminal haven. yippie! alright, lets start explaining things then. i'm gonna cut the long story short, but basicly, some arsewipe trash walked into my room this morn, and walked out conviniently carrying my wallet, my handphone, and my gameboy. fuck man! this is yet another of my 'sheffield luck' that seems to be plague-ing me. first, the laptop, then the conjob, then the subpeona, and now, this. 4 months, 4 wonders. seriously, right now, i so wanna go back to malaysia. sheffield just isnt doing me any good. i cant imagine another 18 months or so here. and whats even better to boot, the fucking theft occured 1 hour before my maths paper. so i see myself, searching my room high and low for my fucking handphone, and panic and anxiety attacks. blackout. and next thing i know, whoosh! there goes all i've studied for maths. at least i have a valid excuse to fail math then. i'm thinking more of my handphone and wallet than fourier and laplace. worse part is, my wallet. thankfully. after laptop, i got most my stuff insured, but MY WALLET! theres my I.C inside, and my Driving Licence there. two of the most vital things. fuck man. this is so annoying. i've already practically drank half a bottle of vodka wif my frens.. fucking high, fucking annoyed. what i really feel like doing right now, is just walking up and give a nice fist to the arsehole of a flatmate of mines face. i seriously am beginning to suspect him ALOT, for multiple reasons. he's the one that left the front door unlocked, for one. and between him leaving flat door open, and me discovering it was missing.. 5 minutes. 5 FUCKING MINUTES! i mean, geez! u gotta be really great on timing as a theif to do it in a timeframe of 5 minutes, without knowing the door was locked or the items in the room. fuck man, so annoying. damn.... i'm pissed. going to punch the wall or something. ta.

derek
10:27 AM

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: derek wong : 20 : single : hopeless : student : sheffield : chinese : malaysian :

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