the moment i saw them, every single depressingshitty feeling just left me. instantly.
I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love
we talked and irritate each other just like we used to in school. pretty sucky that time had to pass by soo fast but i'm awaiting next weekend. :)
buck up, work on your weaknesses, have plenty of redbull, vitamins and supplements and no use worrying about mr backstabber. have plenty of fresh, great ideas. just my dumb luck but i'll prove em wrong. and all of us will too. we can do this girls, insyaAllah. for each other ya.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
OMGOMGOMGOMG
i cannot believe i am freaking out. i have no idea why. it's like having lots of extreme emotions all in one i just want to bawl my eyes out and scream out loud. though i have to admit the spa session just now was, seriously, semi-orgasmic (sedap nak mampos), i could only forget for like an hour? then it's back to reality.
yes. one more day till the 10, by right, 11 weeks of fakeshit. i don't want it to start. it's weird the aloof, uninterested and obviously unfeeling me is pressurized right now. hopefully, that's as far as it can go, just up till...now. i don't wanna live the 10 weeks feeling like shit everysingle day. oh god please save this dear scared soul of mine. and those of my friends too.
and then there's you.
wads up with the hot and cold behaviour ey?
macam dah penat aku nak layan.
oh god. dah lah 3 weeks late. it's getting prettay annoying. zits popping out already. emotions macam tunggang terbalik. perangai macam setan. membebel membebel membebel. i dislike girls who are too dependent on men. membebel. membebel. i cannot fake a smile and act interested everyday. membebel. membebel. just what do you want from me? waaaaaddddddddddd?! membebel membebel.
dah puas membebel sendiri, ngantuk.
if i'm crying out,
don't listen to it
it's only my heart.
and then dengar Taufik's Usah lepaskan, nak nangis. urgh. girls and emotions. problem besar punya!!!
ok bye. please pray for me, love, peace and happiness. and yourselves of course.
amin.....i need a hug.pronto. :`(
yes. one more day till the 10, by right, 11 weeks of fakeshit. i don't want it to start. it's weird the aloof, uninterested and obviously unfeeling me is pressurized right now. hopefully, that's as far as it can go, just up till...now. i don't wanna live the 10 weeks feeling like shit everysingle day. oh god please save this dear scared soul of mine. and those of my friends too.
and then there's you.
wads up with the hot and cold behaviour ey?
macam dah penat aku nak layan.
oh god. dah lah 3 weeks late. it's getting prettay annoying. zits popping out already. emotions macam tunggang terbalik. perangai macam setan. membebel membebel membebel. i dislike girls who are too dependent on men. membebel. membebel. i cannot fake a smile and act interested everyday. membebel. membebel. just what do you want from me? waaaaaddddddddddd?! membebel membebel.
dah puas membebel sendiri, ngantuk.
if i'm crying out,
don't listen to it
it's only my heart.
and then dengar Taufik's Usah lepaskan, nak nangis. urgh. girls and emotions. problem besar punya!!!
ok bye. please pray for me, love, peace and happiness. and yourselves of course.
amin.....i need a hug.pronto. :`(
Thursday, February 19, 2009
flowers
you know you've had too much bbq food when..
you dream of someone giving you a bouquet of flowers, only to realise...
it's sticks of fishballs and hotdogs,
wrapped in aluminium foil.
that, my friends, was my dream this afternoon.
how sad is my life that i dreamt of such? but still, i woke up laughing.
life's goood. how's yours?
you dream of someone giving you a bouquet of flowers, only to realise...
it's sticks of fishballs and hotdogs,
wrapped in aluminium foil.
that, my friends, was my dream this afternoon.
how sad is my life that i dreamt of such? but still, i woke up laughing.
life's goood. how's yours?
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
lalalalalalala life
after eons of not taking the train to school, i finally did just now. was bobbing my head to the oldschool songs in my mp3. and managed to get a seat only at Jurong East. seriously, too many people lah. too many cars lah. too many good shows in march lah. think money fall from the sky is it? bodobabi.
took the train home as well. was praying for something to not happen. but alas, it did. i was in the cabin with the red seats. yes. and guess what, there was an empty seat. great spot. THAT dirty spot (ok could be that spot k, wo is just assuming). but i was daymn tired. and i need to take a nap. so, yes, i did it. i sat down on the assumed seat. if only sperms live waaaay longer and is everywhere like bacterias, i might get pregnant seh. zomg come to think of it. there ARE bacterias. fcuking disgusting betol ah. but still, i slept so soundly it was perfect. that's life lah eh. kau geli-geli ke apa, kau tetap kena hidup per? betul tak geng? betol.
ok and Taufiq left us to study in Australia. We girls were really strong till the very last few minutes when we really really started to bid farewell. yes, all of us were crying macam dunnowhat lah. sigh. and i was thinking that was amin and i swear it's hard seh. u see lah life again. sedih ke tidak, happy ke tidak, it will still go on. betul tak geng? betol.
and then u have this procrastinator, who again has shitloads of assignments and what is she doing? chatting, blogging, bloghopping and watching tv. not even giving two hoots or at least trrryyyyiiinnngg to give two hoots about what to write on.
life is such. kau nanti banyak sangat enjoy abeh nangis.
peace. love.joy. food. music. family. friends. :)
took the train home as well. was praying for something to not happen. but alas, it did. i was in the cabin with the red seats. yes. and guess what, there was an empty seat. great spot. THAT dirty spot (ok could be that spot k, wo is just assuming). but i was daymn tired. and i need to take a nap. so, yes, i did it. i sat down on the assumed seat. if only sperms live waaaay longer and is everywhere like bacterias, i might get pregnant seh. zomg come to think of it. there ARE bacterias. fcuking disgusting betol ah. but still, i slept so soundly it was perfect. that's life lah eh. kau geli-geli ke apa, kau tetap kena hidup per? betul tak geng? betol.
ok and Taufiq left us to study in Australia. We girls were really strong till the very last few minutes when we really really started to bid farewell. yes, all of us were crying macam dunnowhat lah. sigh. and i was thinking that was amin and i swear it's hard seh. u see lah life again. sedih ke tidak, happy ke tidak, it will still go on. betul tak geng? betol.
and then u have this procrastinator, who again has shitloads of assignments and what is she doing? chatting, blogging, bloghopping and watching tv. not even giving two hoots or at least trrryyyyiiinnngg to give two hoots about what to write on.
life is such. kau nanti banyak sangat enjoy abeh nangis.
peace. love.joy. food. music. family. friends. :)
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Friday, February 06, 2009
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
spoiler
they say too many cooks spoil the soup.
i say too much shit makes you a fat boy.
i mean cake. too much cake.and chocolates. and junk food. and macD. oh no i just list out my favourite things.
jom makan secret recipe?
eh too many ideas spoil the piece too. too many and no ideas at all. come to think of it, i'm stuck with my cerpen. essay and laporan? don't even think about it. not moving boy, not moving.
too much love makes you hopeless, no?
too much anger makes you a sore, sore, sore.. makes you sorry. really.
sumpah aku tak faham.
i say too much shit makes you a fat boy.
i mean cake. too much cake.and chocolates. and junk food. and macD. oh no i just list out my favourite things.
jom makan secret recipe?
eh too many ideas spoil the piece too. too many and no ideas at all. come to think of it, i'm stuck with my cerpen. essay and laporan? don't even think about it. not moving boy, not moving.
too much love makes you hopeless, no?
too much anger makes you a sore, sore, sore.. makes you sorry. really.
sumpah aku tak faham.
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