Peace be upon you.
Ahh.
I just got back from the rehearsal.
So tired.
This is a mini-blog,
Cuz i wanna poop.
Heh.
Love,
hiyaaaaa~
Sunday, August 29, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Tada!
As you can see, ive added colors.
I presume you're not colorblind.
In case you are, im typing in green.
Heh.
Hermm.
Ive just reached home from Clarke Quay.
Bonding day with family.
Saw this sweeeeeeeeeeet vespa-ish helmet,
Couldnt get it cuz short of money.
boohoo.
As you can see,
im not in a mood to blog,
Haish
So tired my face could kiss the keyboard anytime
eshfnrb57q23u53t9u413`]pr
oops sorry.
LAME.
heh.
Gonna get contacts later on.
Performing on tues.
Yeeha.
Malay boys plan to play ska music after skool.
On the mini-stage.
Ska tunes without trumpet/trombone.
uhh.
haha.
If only theres more emo/punk/ska people in the school.
Den i can imagine myself gigging.
heh,
Sad lah.
Only the kuku Malay Na/Nt people are into these kinda music.
Tu pon macam poseur.
Hari ni rudie, besok punk luse rudie.
What the hell.
Bleah.
I don't understand them
In fact i hate some of them.
People like Sharil bin Buang and Ashraf Laki Siti Fadhilah.
Used to be "friends" with them
Till they cheat me off 30 bucks.
**********
I'm still waiting for the money.
Till then, i still dont halalkan whatever they eat,
Mwaha.
Ah makan ah. Makan. Tu smer haram bab kau curik duit aku.
Im evil.
And im loving it.
Wee.
That reminds me,
i'm making McDonalds richer by 7 bucks ever frigging day.
Haish.
The power of Mocha Frappes, fries and an air-conditioned place.
Bleah.
This is kinda long.
So i guess i AM in a mood to blog.
Haha.
Gosh.
Wore my black outfit to Haflah this morn.
To get my prize for getting 3rd in class.
Wore my "peace" pin as a brooch.
And wore my studs.
Heh.
Sorry Is, but i dun care anymore.
I wont wear it when im with you lah.
All the ustaz ustazah and the students keep staring at me.
Cuz i was sooo bored sitting in between ppl i do not noe,
i listened to my discman (Sakit hati! Bikin sakit hati!)
Bleah.
Oh ya. Got 15 bucks as the prize.
Sheesh.
Sheeesh - a.
Sheesha.
Lizzzzy i wanna go sheeshaiiiing.
Love,
Fuddy craves strong arms around her.
Tada!
As you can see, ive added colors.
I presume you're not colorblind.
In case you are, im typing in green.
Heh.
Hermm.
Ive just reached home from Clarke Quay.
Bonding day with family.
Saw this sweeeeeeeeeeet vespa-ish helmet,
Couldnt get it cuz short of money.
boohoo.
As you can see,
im not in a mood to blog,
Haish
So tired my face could kiss the keyboard anytime
eshfnrb57q23u53t9u413`]pr
oops sorry.
LAME.
heh.
Gonna get contacts later on.
Performing on tues.
Yeeha.
Malay boys plan to play ska music after skool.
On the mini-stage.
Ska tunes without trumpet/trombone.
uhh.
haha.
If only theres more emo/punk/ska people in the school.
Den i can imagine myself gigging.
heh,
Sad lah.
Only the kuku Malay Na/Nt people are into these kinda music.
Tu pon macam poseur.
Hari ni rudie, besok punk luse rudie.
What the hell.
Bleah.
I don't understand them
In fact i hate some of them.
People like Sharil bin Buang and Ashraf Laki Siti Fadhilah.
Used to be "friends" with them
Till they cheat me off 30 bucks.
**********
I'm still waiting for the money.
Till then, i still dont halalkan whatever they eat,
Mwaha.
Ah makan ah. Makan. Tu smer haram bab kau curik duit aku.
Im evil.
And im loving it.
Wee.
That reminds me,
i'm making McDonalds richer by 7 bucks ever frigging day.
Haish.
The power of Mocha Frappes, fries and an air-conditioned place.
Bleah.
This is kinda long.
So i guess i AM in a mood to blog.
Haha.
Gosh.
Wore my black outfit to Haflah this morn.
To get my prize for getting 3rd in class.
Wore my "peace" pin as a brooch.
And wore my studs.
Heh.
Sorry Is, but i dun care anymore.
I wont wear it when im with you lah.
All the ustaz ustazah and the students keep staring at me.
Cuz i was sooo bored sitting in between ppl i do not noe,
i listened to my discman (Sakit hati! Bikin sakit hati!)
Bleah.
Oh ya. Got 15 bucks as the prize.
Sheesh.
Sheeesh - a.
Sheesha.
Lizzzzy i wanna go sheeshaiiiing.
Love,
Fuddy craves strong arms around her.
Saturday, August 28, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Sigh.
Sumtimes i cant help having PMS.
But.
I dun think im even affected by PMS.
haha.
What crap am i talkin man?
Watever.
Herm.
Went to WCP with Kimmy, Is and Xiuli.
Had a talk with Is.
About this lame dream he has.
I know its a dream.
But i can't help thinking that it's a premonition.
And if i re-think about all that we've been through.
I sometimes cant help feeling that the bond we have will not last.
I know, Is, you can promise me all you want.
And i, i can make promises too.
But im too emo lah.
I can get jealous easily.
I usually think too much about something.
And i always feel that good things can never last.
Ahakz.
And i know you can't take that.
So i guess,
I should be the one saying sorry.
So please, please
Stop apologising to me.
Haish.
Den Is and Xiuli left at around 6.
Leaving me and Kim.
Kim is so bloody lame!
Haha.
Left WCP at around 9
and i reached home 10 mins ago.
Heh.
Ah sumtimes i hate havin extra beutiful people around me.
I get so.
Emo.
Haha.
My cousins are all pretty.
My close friends are all pretty.
And me?
Sob Sob.
SOOOB.
ahakz.
Bleurgh.
They get all the attention, all the recognition.
And me?
I get the stares, the sarcasms.
Shits man.
Is this PMS or my emoness?
Heh.
Kk enuff.
No more emoness.
Lemme tell you a real life story
which involves my friend's brother.
My friend has a brother.
A young one at that.
The brother walked to the mother and said
"mommy, wanna see magic?"
So the mommy replied
"Ya ok. What?"
He rubbed his genitals.
And his *ehem* rose.
Then he laughed.
And got spanked.
And guess what?
He is frigging TWO YEARS OLD.
Oh ma gawd.
Can imagine him when he's 12.
Gosh.
Currently waiting for Kimmy to be online.
Send me all the photos i shamelessly took of myself
in McDs
Whilst other people were staring.
Bah.
Who cares?
Love,
So emo i could cry.
Sigh.
Sumtimes i cant help having PMS.
But.
I dun think im even affected by PMS.
haha.
What crap am i talkin man?
Watever.
Herm.
Went to WCP with Kimmy, Is and Xiuli.
Had a talk with Is.
About this lame dream he has.
I know its a dream.
But i can't help thinking that it's a premonition.
And if i re-think about all that we've been through.
I sometimes cant help feeling that the bond we have will not last.
I know, Is, you can promise me all you want.
And i, i can make promises too.
But im too emo lah.
I can get jealous easily.
I usually think too much about something.
And i always feel that good things can never last.
Ahakz.
And i know you can't take that.
So i guess,
I should be the one saying sorry.
So please, please
Stop apologising to me.
Haish.
Den Is and Xiuli left at around 6.
Leaving me and Kim.
Kim is so bloody lame!
Haha.
Left WCP at around 9
and i reached home 10 mins ago.
Heh.
Ah sumtimes i hate havin extra beutiful people around me.
I get so.
Emo.
Haha.
My cousins are all pretty.
My close friends are all pretty.
And me?
Sob Sob.
SOOOB.
ahakz.
Bleurgh.
They get all the attention, all the recognition.
And me?
I get the stares, the sarcasms.
Shits man.
Is this PMS or my emoness?
Heh.
Kk enuff.
No more emoness.
Lemme tell you a real life story
which involves my friend's brother.
My friend has a brother.
A young one at that.
The brother walked to the mother and said
"mommy, wanna see magic?"
So the mommy replied
"Ya ok. What?"
He rubbed his genitals.
And his *ehem* rose.
Then he laughed.
And got spanked.
And guess what?
He is frigging TWO YEARS OLD.
Oh ma gawd.
Can imagine him when he's 12.
Gosh.
Currently waiting for Kimmy to be online.
Send me all the photos i shamelessly took of myself
in McDs
Whilst other people were staring.
Bah.
Who cares?
Love,
So emo i could cry.
Peace be upon you.
Gosh.
I so hate my brother at times.
All i said was
"Eh kakak nak pakai comp for 20 mins"
Den i waited for 5 mins standing behind him like an idiot.
Him playing some stupid card game.
Den i said again
"Eh.. 20 min je... I need to get ready to fo to school"
He frigging dare to shout in my face.
Got up.
Slammed the chair to the other end of the room.
Mumbled some curses under his breath.
And frigging dare to stomp out.
If i were to be my old me.
I would have slapped his arrogant chauvinistic face.
But i'm no longer the old Fadhilah.
Now.
I just friggin tolerate.
BAH.
Anyway.
Gonna get to school later.
Stupid Teacher's Day Dance Prac.
Then heading to West Coast Park to study with Is.
Hee.
Can't wait.
Met him only once this week.
Used to be 6 days a week?
Haha.
Had to cut down cuz Mom noticed i went out to study with him too much.
Oh well.
At least she still allows me to meet him to study.
Ahh.
I'm left with 4 mins.
What do i say?
Oh ya.
Love,
Baaaad mooood.
P.S.
Gosh.
I so hate my brother at times.
All i said was
"Eh kakak nak pakai comp for 20 mins"
Den i waited for 5 mins standing behind him like an idiot.
Him playing some stupid card game.
Den i said again
"Eh.. 20 min je... I need to get ready to fo to school"
He frigging dare to shout in my face.
Got up.
Slammed the chair to the other end of the room.
Mumbled some curses under his breath.
And frigging dare to stomp out.
If i were to be my old me.
I would have slapped his arrogant chauvinistic face.
But i'm no longer the old Fadhilah.
Now.
I just friggin tolerate.
BAH.
Anyway.
Gonna get to school later.
Stupid Teacher's Day Dance Prac.
Then heading to West Coast Park to study with Is.
Hee.
Can't wait.
Met him only once this week.
Used to be 6 days a week?
Haha.
Had to cut down cuz Mom noticed i went out to study with him too much.
Oh well.
At least she still allows me to meet him to study.
Ahh.
I'm left with 4 mins.
What do i say?
Oh ya.
Love,
Baaaad mooood.
P.S.
I CANT TAKE HIS BLOODY CHAUVANISM.
!!! BLEURGH !!!!
Friday, August 27, 2004
Peace be upon you.
First of all:
Emo! You're very in touch with your emotions and
that's what I like about you! It's all about
the music for you... I have pity for your
tortured soul...you're just like me...
What genre of rock are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Yay.
Im certified emo.
Lame.
Anyway.
Been so tiring man today.
Had the Teachers' Day Rehearsals.
Dance here, dance there dance everywhere.
Then the Malay Boys performed.
I guess..
They need more practice.
Much much more.
The guitars were not in tune.
The bass player keep forgetting his tabs.
The singers were not in tune with the music.
Hope they jam like hell during the weekend.
Bah.
Who cares.
I talked to my best friend.
Am feeling much better.
Heh.
Miss him so so much.
K he will hate me for writing this.
But who cares.
I miss you!
Heh.
*Yawns*
Oh.
Not to forget.
Innalillahirajiun. May Allah bless her soul.
Love,
Holds a silent prayer.
First of all:
Emo! You're very in touch with your emotions and
that's what I like about you! It's all about
the music for you... I have pity for your
tortured soul...you're just like me...
What genre of rock are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Yay.
Im certified emo.
Lame.
Anyway.
Been so tiring man today.
Had the Teachers' Day Rehearsals.
Dance here, dance there dance everywhere.
Then the Malay Boys performed.
I guess..
They need more practice.
Much much more.
The guitars were not in tune.
The bass player keep forgetting his tabs.
The singers were not in tune with the music.
Hope they jam like hell during the weekend.
Bah.
Who cares.
I talked to my best friend.
Am feeling much better.
Heh.
Miss him so so much.
K he will hate me for writing this.
But who cares.
I miss you!
Heh.
*Yawns*
Oh.
Not to forget.
Innalillahirajiun. May Allah bless her soul.
Love,
Holds a silent prayer.
Thursday, August 26, 2004
Peace be upon you.
BAh!
I like to please my mom.
But...
Haish.
Been given a task to design this teachers' day thingie for her shop.
Problem : I SUCK AT DESIGNING.
So i did the best that i could with MICROSOFT WORD.
Copying and pasting every single detail a million frigging times.
And she comes in,
looks at it.
And frowns like its a piece of shit.
I admit, it IS shitty and simple.
But then she stomps out thinking i do stuff hard-heartedly.
For God's sake.
I can't design mom, its not like i dont want to.
And im using Microsoft Word!
Which i am so unused to using.
Haish.
Now she's sulking in the kitchen.
Thinking that her daughter is selfish.
Dun tell me "Dun presume Fad".
The look on her face says it all.
And thus ive wasted one friggin hour.
Doing Shit.
Which,
was not liked at all.
Waiting for his call.
Which was supposed to be half an hour ago.
Probably fell asleep.
Who can blame him?
Take care, k Is.
Dun stress yourself too much with studies.
Bah.
I guess other then studying with Rajah.
And playing a prank on Is.
Everything today sucks.
Love,
Whiny emo freak.
BAh!
I like to please my mom.
But...
Haish.
Been given a task to design this teachers' day thingie for her shop.
Problem : I SUCK AT DESIGNING.
So i did the best that i could with MICROSOFT WORD.
Copying and pasting every single detail a million frigging times.
And she comes in,
looks at it.
And frowns like its a piece of shit.
I admit, it IS shitty and simple.
But then she stomps out thinking i do stuff hard-heartedly.
For God's sake.
I can't design mom, its not like i dont want to.
And im using Microsoft Word!
Which i am so unused to using.
Haish.
Now she's sulking in the kitchen.
Thinking that her daughter is selfish.
Dun tell me "Dun presume Fad".
The look on her face says it all.
And thus ive wasted one friggin hour.
Doing Shit.
Which,
was not liked at all.
Waiting for his call.
Which was supposed to be half an hour ago.
Probably fell asleep.
Who can blame him?
Take care, k Is.
Dun stress yourself too much with studies.
Bah.
I guess other then studying with Rajah.
And playing a prank on Is.
Everything today sucks.
Love,
Whiny emo freak.
Peace be upon you.
Didnt have the courage to pass it to her.
Furthermore, life's a bitch without her.
Bah!
Anyway.
David DeCruz is mega handsome.
But he sang so..
feebly just now.
*pukes*
Lis, take care ya?
Nas, no uh.. i read ur blog whattt.
Is, you.. i got sleepwalking problem! wahaha.
Me, MUG!
Love,
Lameness fills the air.
Didnt have the courage to pass it to her.
Furthermore, life's a bitch without her.
Bah!
Anyway.
David DeCruz is mega handsome.
But he sang so..
feebly just now.
*pukes*
Lis, take care ya?
Nas, no uh.. i read ur blog whattt.
Is, you.. i got sleepwalking problem! wahaha.
Me, MUG!
Love,
Lameness fills the air.
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Monday, August 23, 2004
Peace be upon you.
I hate Banglas!
No.
i abhor Banglas!
P.S. As in the construction worker Banglas.
Yesssh.
They are so bloody irritating.
I think the government should band them from entering here.
No, wait change that.
The government should do a scan before allowing work permit.
Scan for:
1) Any signs of gayism.
2) Any signs of flirting-with-maids syndrome.
BAH!
The Banglas who want to work here must be (either one):
1) Happily married with a million kids back in Bangladesh.
3) Castrated.
Everyday i see Banglas trying to pick up stupid vulnerable maids
at my mom's shop. -.-|||
Or i see them holding hands,
having picnics
beside the road. -.-|||
What the?!
BAND THEM!!!
Ok enuff of banglas.
Lets talk about today.
Hmm.
Damnit Alice gonna leave Singapore soon.
I have a feeling im gonna miss her.
No more emo-gals in school to emo with me.
No future hopes of going shisha-ing together.
No more "bitchy" remarks.
Haish~
Stay in Singapore Lizzy.
We have the best airport.
We have Mats, Minahs, abengs, ahlians, anjedis and manggamajaks.
We have the best variety of culinary delights.
We have Cafe Samar.
We have me.
We have Fifi.
We have Michy.
Aaand you're gonna leave us?
How could you?
Bleurgh.
Stay.
Bah.
Other then that piece of sad news.
I think im gonna do quite well in my maths test today.
Gut feelings.
But gut feelings can fail at time.
Bleurgh.
He has not contacted me much today.
Kinda miss him even though we just met yesterday.
Haish~
She seems to be gone from my sight nowadays.
Dun see her around school much.
Cant call her, cuz of her parents.
Cant go out with her, cuz of parents.
Haish.
Whatever it is,
I still have the ChanRaHid company to depend on!
If i think back about it,
they were the ones who were always there whenever im down.
And to think i thought i was an extra to them.
Maybe i am.
But who cares?
Hehe.
Luv u guys man.
Clairee dun ferget my marOon 5 cd!
Lets see.
Going out after Maghrib to study with Yana.
From 8.30 to 11pm.
Weee.
Damn i just realized i need to really buck up for Prelims.
Love,
Fuddy wants to MUG!
I hate Banglas!
No.
i abhor Banglas!
P.S. As in the construction worker Banglas.
Yesssh.
They are so bloody irritating.
I think the government should band them from entering here.
No, wait change that.
The government should do a scan before allowing work permit.
Scan for:
1) Any signs of gayism.
2) Any signs of flirting-with-maids syndrome.
BAH!
The Banglas who want to work here must be (either one):
1) Happily married with a million kids back in Bangladesh.
3) Castrated.
Everyday i see Banglas trying to pick up stupid vulnerable maids
at my mom's shop. -.-|||
Or i see them holding hands,
having picnics
beside the road. -.-|||
What the?!
BAND THEM!!!
Ok enuff of banglas.
Lets talk about today.
Hmm.
Damnit Alice gonna leave Singapore soon.
I have a feeling im gonna miss her.
No more emo-gals in school to emo with me.
No future hopes of going shisha-ing together.
No more "bitchy" remarks.
Haish~
Stay in Singapore Lizzy.
We have the best airport.
We have Mats, Minahs, abengs, ahlians, anjedis and manggamajaks.
We have the best variety of culinary delights.
We have Cafe Samar.
We have me.
We have Fifi.
We have Michy.
Aaand you're gonna leave us?
How could you?
Bleurgh.
Stay.
Bah.
Other then that piece of sad news.
I think im gonna do quite well in my maths test today.
Gut feelings.
But gut feelings can fail at time.
Bleurgh.
He has not contacted me much today.
Kinda miss him even though we just met yesterday.
Haish~
She seems to be gone from my sight nowadays.
Dun see her around school much.
Cant call her, cuz of her parents.
Cant go out with her, cuz of parents.
Haish.
Whatever it is,
I still have the ChanRaHid company to depend on!
If i think back about it,
they were the ones who were always there whenever im down.
And to think i thought i was an extra to them.
Maybe i am.
But who cares?
Hehe.
Luv u guys man.
Clairee dun ferget my marOon 5 cd!
Lets see.
Going out after Maghrib to study with Yana.
From 8.30 to 11pm.
Weee.
Damn i just realized i need to really buck up for Prelims.
Love,
Fuddy wants to MUG!
Sunday, August 22, 2004
Saturday, August 21, 2004
Friday, August 20, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Rain rain go away
Come again another day
Lil children want to play...
Or is that how it goes?
Haha!
Oh well.
Been talking to Lis for the past dono how many mins.
Crap.
I was deluded.
She's actually the same age as me!
*Great discovery, Fad.
Bah.
Niway, baby monster coming over later.
K dun think dirty people.
He's passing back my hp.
While my parents are at home.
So its kinda an introduction thing.
Haha.
Love,
Im duped!
Rain rain go away
Come again another day
Lil children want to play...
Or is that how it goes?
Haha!
Oh well.
Been talking to Lis for the past dono how many mins.
Crap.
I was deluded.
She's actually the same age as me!
*Great discovery, Fad.
Bah.
Niway, baby monster coming over later.
K dun think dirty people.
He's passing back my hp.
While my parents are at home.
So its kinda an introduction thing.
Haha.
Love,
Im duped!
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Sometimes life is full of ups and downs.
And when you're having the time of your life.
You tend to forget and thank God for the smiles He gave you.
I did just that.
The past few months have been going smooth for me.
Sure, i pray.
But i did not really thank Him for the smooth life i had.
And i guess,
He's bringing me down to my roots again.
Friends.
There's a saying that out of the hundreds of friends you have
Only five will stick to you throughout your life.
I do not deny the fact that i treasure most of my closest friends
I love them like my own siblings
I cry when they cry
I laugh with them when the time is right
And i stick with them thru thick and thin.
I was so sure
So so so sure
That by treating them with all my love
My heart
My soul
I could find the five people in them.
But i guess
Things don't usually happen how you want them to.
It saddens me,
Day in and day out
To notice that the bestest of friends
Began to call lesser and lesser
Smiles getting almost unnoticable
And even hi's were just grunts.
But what saddens me the most
Is to know
That after all these years
The parents of my best friend
are not really in favour of my presence.
For me
Having the blessings of ones parents
Is the most important factor in having a good life.
Blessings are not what me and her get.
Noone really understands how much a friendship means to me.
They say, the accuse
"Lesbian~"
But none of you knows how it feels like
To be through so much in life with a friend
That you feel indebted
You feel as though you owe her your life itself.
Due to time and circumstances.
We have drifted apart.
I used to struggle.
Rage against the dying of the light.
Trying to bring back the memories of us.
Trying to keep us alive,
Somewhere in our hearts.
But now.
Now brings a different story.
I see the sadness in her eyes.
Yet theres nothing i can do.
My heart aches,
knowing all the turmoil she's going through.
But theres nothing i can do.
Why?
Cuz my parents forbade me to go out with her.
And even hers.
It pains me,
That after all these years
Their trust i have not gained.
And now.
Emptiness resides in the place in my heart
The place where she used to sat.
A song i got today.
The same one playing in the background.
A*grade for emo-ing to,
That is, if Malay is your Bahasa.
If its not,
Apologies.
Yes Lizzy, im sorry.
Haha.
Kasih tak sampai - Padi.
Indah..
Terasa indah..
Bila kita terbuai dalam alunan cinta..
Sedapat mungkin terciptakan rasa..
Keinginan saling memiliki
Namun bila,
Itu semua dapat terwujud
Dalam satu ikatan cinta
Tak semudah seperti yang pernah terbayang..
Menyatukan perasaan....
Chorus:
Tetaplah menjadi bintang dilangit
Agar cinta kita akan abadi
Biarlah sinarmu tetap menyinari alam ini,
Agar menjadi saksi cinta kita
Berdua...
Berdua..
Sudah..
Lambat sudah...
Kini semua harus berakhir
Mungkin inilah jalan yang terbaik
Dan kita mesti relakan kenyataan ini...
Love,
Emo factor right now : 10/10.
Sometimes life is full of ups and downs.
And when you're having the time of your life.
You tend to forget and thank God for the smiles He gave you.
I did just that.
The past few months have been going smooth for me.
Sure, i pray.
But i did not really thank Him for the smooth life i had.
And i guess,
He's bringing me down to my roots again.
Friends.
There's a saying that out of the hundreds of friends you have
Only five will stick to you throughout your life.
I do not deny the fact that i treasure most of my closest friends
I love them like my own siblings
I cry when they cry
I laugh with them when the time is right
And i stick with them thru thick and thin.
I was so sure
So so so sure
That by treating them with all my love
My heart
My soul
I could find the five people in them.
But i guess
Things don't usually happen how you want them to.
It saddens me,
Day in and day out
To notice that the bestest of friends
Began to call lesser and lesser
Smiles getting almost unnoticable
And even hi's were just grunts.
But what saddens me the most
Is to know
That after all these years
The parents of my best friend
are not really in favour of my presence.
For me
Having the blessings of ones parents
Is the most important factor in having a good life.
Blessings are not what me and her get.
Noone really understands how much a friendship means to me.
They say, the accuse
"Lesbian~"
But none of you knows how it feels like
To be through so much in life with a friend
That you feel indebted
You feel as though you owe her your life itself.
Due to time and circumstances.
We have drifted apart.
I used to struggle.
Rage against the dying of the light.
Trying to bring back the memories of us.
Trying to keep us alive,
Somewhere in our hearts.
But now.
Now brings a different story.
I see the sadness in her eyes.
Yet theres nothing i can do.
My heart aches,
knowing all the turmoil she's going through.
But theres nothing i can do.
Why?
Cuz my parents forbade me to go out with her.
And even hers.
It pains me,
That after all these years
Their trust i have not gained.
And now.
Emptiness resides in the place in my heart
The place where she used to sat.
A song i got today.
The same one playing in the background.
A*grade for emo-ing to,
That is, if Malay is your Bahasa.
If its not,
Apologies.
Yes Lizzy, im sorry.
Haha.
Kasih tak sampai - Padi.
Indah..
Terasa indah..
Bila kita terbuai dalam alunan cinta..
Sedapat mungkin terciptakan rasa..
Keinginan saling memiliki
Namun bila,
Itu semua dapat terwujud
Dalam satu ikatan cinta
Tak semudah seperti yang pernah terbayang..
Menyatukan perasaan....
Chorus:
Tetaplah menjadi bintang dilangit
Agar cinta kita akan abadi
Biarlah sinarmu tetap menyinari alam ini,
Agar menjadi saksi cinta kita
Berdua...
Berdua..
Sudah..
Lambat sudah...
Kini semua harus berakhir
Mungkin inilah jalan yang terbaik
Dan kita mesti relakan kenyataan ini...
Love,
Emo factor right now : 10/10.
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Sumthing real funny happened today.
Only for NC-16s.
If you have a tendency to barf, please skip this part.
Until you spot the "end".
For others,
Read on.
K now i want you to hold out ur palms.
Around 2 cm apart from each other.
And spread the fingers out wide.
Real wide.
Remember that width.
Hold your hand upright.
Estimate the height of your middle finger.
Remember that height.
Thats the size of the poop i saw.
Outside the squatting bowl.
The person must have aimed wrongly i guess.
And its not like lil pieces.
Its like the poop you see in cartoons.
One big massive lump.
Like an elephant's.
Now the question is.
What the hell?!
Haha.
Usually when i see poop in public toilets.
I tend to get all barf-ish and green.
The news of the humonguous poop
Got around the whole of level 5
Like it was a freak show.
My friends dragged me along.
We saw it.
And i just laughed my head off.
Cuz its so.
Weird.
Oh well.
Me and my pathetic life.
Kudos to the cleaner though!
Ahakz.
End.
Herm.
Nothing much happened today.
Other then that poop incident.
Mwahaha.
Oh ya!
Thanks to my dearie baby monster,
I now am a proud owner of
A 2nd-hand-but-looks-brand-new-Sony-Discman-which-plays-Atrac3-and-also-mp3-files!
Gosh i am so indebted.
Hehe.
Ish. Ronald Susilo is behind by 10 points right now.
And i thought he could get into top 4.
After winning that chinaman.
Bah.
I guess Singapore still has a long way to go.
Oh and he just loss.
Haish~
But who cares?
Ronald still looks oh-so-cute!
Love,
Who else but me?
Sumthing real funny happened today.
Only for NC-16s.
If you have a tendency to barf, please skip this part.
Until you spot the "end".
For others,
Read on.
K now i want you to hold out ur palms.
Around 2 cm apart from each other.
And spread the fingers out wide.
Real wide.
Remember that width.
Hold your hand upright.
Estimate the height of your middle finger.
Remember that height.
Thats the size of the poop i saw.
Outside the squatting bowl.
The person must have aimed wrongly i guess.
And its not like lil pieces.
Its like the poop you see in cartoons.
One big massive lump.
Like an elephant's.
Now the question is.
What the hell?!
Haha.
Usually when i see poop in public toilets.
I tend to get all barf-ish and green.
The news of the humonguous poop
Got around the whole of level 5
Like it was a freak show.
My friends dragged me along.
We saw it.
And i just laughed my head off.
Cuz its so.
Weird.
Oh well.
Me and my pathetic life.
Kudos to the cleaner though!
Ahakz.
End.
Herm.
Nothing much happened today.
Other then that poop incident.
Mwahaha.
Oh ya!
Thanks to my dearie baby monster,
I now am a proud owner of
A 2nd-hand-but-looks-brand-new-Sony-Discman-which-plays-Atrac3-and-also-mp3-files!
Gosh i am so indebted.
Hehe.
Ish. Ronald Susilo is behind by 10 points right now.
And i thought he could get into top 4.
After winning that chinaman.
Bah.
I guess Singapore still has a long way to go.
Oh and he just loss.
Haish~
But who cares?
Ronald still looks oh-so-cute!
Love,
Who else but me?
Monday, August 16, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Bleurgh.
Lotsa stuff going on.
Gotta steal time to have a mini-update.
Going off in 20 mins to meet him.
Passing him money to get discman.
Yay.
Gosh he's helped me so much in the past month.
I am so indebted.
Ahakz.
So i will again be officially broke.
In exactly 30 mins.
Haish.
But fret not.
I'll be fasting in the next two weeks.
To repay for lost times.
So i'll get around.
30.
Yay.
Oh no.
Bills.
BLEURGH!
Love,
Fadhilah...
Bleurgh.
Lotsa stuff going on.
Gotta steal time to have a mini-update.
Going off in 20 mins to meet him.
Passing him money to get discman.
Yay.
Gosh he's helped me so much in the past month.
I am so indebted.
Ahakz.
So i will again be officially broke.
In exactly 30 mins.
Haish.
But fret not.
I'll be fasting in the next two weeks.
To repay for lost times.
So i'll get around.
30.
Yay.
Oh no.
Bills.
BLEURGH!
Love,
Fadhilah...
Saturday, August 14, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Todays full of rantings, complaints, hurts and let-downs. Do not read unless you've nothing better to do. I warned you.
Reality slapped me in the face today.
I was too blinded.
Too blinded by my own illusions.
My dreams.
My hopes.
What comes after this,
I guess only God knows.
Bleurgh.
Didnt get much studying today.
Went out to Esplenade only to get shoo-ed off.
Migrated to West Coast park Macs.
Went to emo by the playground.
Emo. Emo. Emo.
Thats all i know.
Everyone tends to get pissed at me.
"You Emo too much lah!!"
"I dun get why you want to Emo all alone!!"
Oh well.
I guess once again i have proven to be a weirdo.
No matter how i try to change.
I'll always remain the weird one, the alien.
Sometimes i wonder,
whether the happiness i feel in me is real?
My friends bitch alot.
Sometimes i wonder,
Do they bitch about me too?
I love and trust my friends too much.
Sometimes i wonder,
Do they love and trust me as well?
As you can see, im rather down today.
I dont get the people around me.
No, make that
I dont get myself.
I am so insecure.
Why?
Why cant i just accept life as it is?
Why must i think so deep and so much
until whatever thats waiting for me just go away?
Once bitten, twice shy.
Im so afraid.
I dun think i can get out of the perimeters i have enclosed myself in.
The people i love and care so much,
One by one
They go away.
My bestfriends - Raizah, Jelena, Hana, Ikah.
All gone.
No longer share the same bond i had with them.
Guys.
Hah.
Lust.
All they want is my body.
Not me.
Him?
Neh.
Not the right time.
My couz.
Feel like we're getting further apart.
I think she forgot my birthday.
I know lah bday not important.
But..
Bleurgh.
Why can't i just say "BAH".
And the problem will be gone.
If only.
"BAH"
ok. its still here.
Lameness.
Bleurgh.
Maybe my parents were right.
GASp.
Cant believe i said that.
Haha.
I still can afford to be lame during troubled times.
HeHe.
Anyway, do you know that im called "alien" at school?
I used to be so hurt and devastated.
They labeled me that cuz im a weirdo.
Haha.
With my frizzy hair and emo shite.
But now ive gotten so used to it.
I refer to myself as an alien.
Wahahha.
Lame. Lame.
Gosh. I think im going ballastic.
Ballastic? Is there such a word?
hehe.
Who cares.
Oh any lobangs for a Creative 128mb mp3 player?
90 bucks.
Anyone? Anyone?
I so need emo music in my head right now.
Ok im off to emo in my room.
WeEeE~
BAH.
Pray for me i dont become my old self.
cuz dat SUCKS.
Trust me.
Love,
Pray for me.
Todays full of rantings, complaints, hurts and let-downs. Do not read unless you've nothing better to do. I warned you.
Reality slapped me in the face today.
I was too blinded.
Too blinded by my own illusions.
My dreams.
My hopes.
What comes after this,
I guess only God knows.
Bleurgh.
Didnt get much studying today.
Went out to Esplenade only to get shoo-ed off.
Migrated to West Coast park Macs.
Went to emo by the playground.
Emo. Emo. Emo.
Thats all i know.
Everyone tends to get pissed at me.
"You Emo too much lah!!"
"I dun get why you want to Emo all alone!!"
Oh well.
I guess once again i have proven to be a weirdo.
No matter how i try to change.
I'll always remain the weird one, the alien.
Sometimes i wonder,
whether the happiness i feel in me is real?
My friends bitch alot.
Sometimes i wonder,
Do they bitch about me too?
I love and trust my friends too much.
Sometimes i wonder,
Do they love and trust me as well?
As you can see, im rather down today.
I dont get the people around me.
No, make that
I dont get myself.
I am so insecure.
Why?
Why cant i just accept life as it is?
Why must i think so deep and so much
until whatever thats waiting for me just go away?
Once bitten, twice shy.
Im so afraid.
I dun think i can get out of the perimeters i have enclosed myself in.
The people i love and care so much,
One by one
They go away.
My bestfriends - Raizah, Jelena, Hana, Ikah.
All gone.
No longer share the same bond i had with them.
Guys.
Hah.
Lust.
All they want is my body.
Not me.
Him?
Neh.
Not the right time.
My couz.
Feel like we're getting further apart.
I think she forgot my birthday.
I know lah bday not important.
But..
Bleurgh.
Why can't i just say "BAH".
And the problem will be gone.
If only.
"BAH"
ok. its still here.
Lameness.
Bleurgh.
Maybe my parents were right.
GASp.
Cant believe i said that.
Haha.
I still can afford to be lame during troubled times.
HeHe.
Anyway, do you know that im called "alien" at school?
I used to be so hurt and devastated.
They labeled me that cuz im a weirdo.
Haha.
With my frizzy hair and emo shite.
But now ive gotten so used to it.
I refer to myself as an alien.
Wahahha.
Lame. Lame.
Gosh. I think im going ballastic.
Ballastic? Is there such a word?
hehe.
Who cares.
Oh any lobangs for a Creative 128mb mp3 player?
90 bucks.
Anyone? Anyone?
I so need emo music in my head right now.
Ok im off to emo in my room.
WeEeE~
BAH.
Pray for me i dont become my old self.
cuz dat SUCKS.
Trust me.
Love,
Pray for me.
Thursday, August 12, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Weeee.
Just completed my SCGS emaths prelims paper.
Rather proud of myself, i have to say.
Heh.
Got 230 bucks for selling my 3120.
Spent 3/4 on bills.
Bluergh.
Thanks baby monster for helping me sell it!
Heh.
Gosh, sometimes i wonder what life will be without him.
Hehehe.
Anyway,
lots of personal stuffs happened these days.
Stuffs which brought about turmoil, sorrow and true friends.
Friends like Hakim, Fifi and Pe'ah.
Thanks guys for helping her.
Really, thanks alot.
Herm.
Went to Redhill just now to sell the phone.
Of course, with me was Baby monster.
The buyer sms-ed us,
saying that she was wearing a brown shirt and black mini shorts.
When we met her.
Wooooh~ (Open eyes big2)
She was practically shirtless,
as her brown shirt was actually a netting.
And her bra was black, so everything could be seen.
Baby monster got all flustered and asked me to make the sale.
Haha.
Den he went off to walk around the pasar malam.
So kiut lah you!
Anyway, i have not much to write.
Thus i'll post up a compo i wrote.
A school assignment, of course.
On a newly born baby found at the bus stop.
Start.
The last bus left the bus stop. Silence hung in the air. Occasionally, a flicker of light from a passing car would light up the night, only to disappear yet again. The leaves danced along with the cool gusts of breeze, oblivious to the dark clouds that would soon hover over the boy’s head.
The boy.
His eyes would blink when the sudden surge of light surrounds him. Around him, four tall cardboard walls guarded him from the outside world. Within him, an urge for a scream itches to escape from his tiny mouth, only to be muffled by the towel that covered it. He lifted his red-stained hands, his pudgy fingers attempting to hold the round white moon his eyes had captured so vividly. He gurgled and giggled, thinking that the moon was playing with him. In a few seconds, the moon began to fade, leaving an abyss in the boy’s mind. The sobbing woman who crouched next to the boy got up, her own eyes stained with tears of guilt, her hands stained by her own blood, her boy’s blood. She threw one last sorrowful glance at the sleeping boy, only five hours old, turned and headed into the night. The boy twist and turned seeking comfort in the sucking of his thumb, a victim of time and tragedy…
The sun peeked out from behind the heavy grey clouds, almost unnoticeable even in its greatness. A damp heavy atmosphere settled on the ground, refusing to lift even after a night’s presence. The leaves had not stopped dancing, awaiting the arrival of the rain.
he boy shivered under his towel, his legs thrashing about in his own blood and urine. He could no longer see the moon, the only thing he could accustom himself to. Instead, his vision failed him, only capturing dark thunderclouds that await to release its glory into the bleak day. The boy bawled, his stomach empty and his lips dry.
Josephine jerked. Her ears had picked up a tiny sound, almost unnoticeable amidst the roar of stopping buses. She heard it again, this time louder, almost sounding like a desperate cry of a baby. Josephine got up, her ears trying to locate the source of the noise.
A box next to the rubbish bin shook. Josephine peered in, taking visible attempts to not touch the soaking wet cardboard. Her heart leapt to her mouth upon noticing the boy, his umbilical cord still intact. In shock, her fingers fumbled on the keypad of her hand phone, dialing 995.
The woman who stood behind the tree opposite the bus stop smiled, her heart now contented and free of guilt. She climbed on her stool, rearranging the noose on her neck. As the boy was cradled in Josephine’s arms, the woman stepped off, with nothing in her mind except the image of the boy’s last smile.
Ends.
Haha.
Lame sia.
Oh well, this was completed in 1 hr.
From 12 am to 1 am.
Last minute work.
Wahahahaa.
Love,
Lil old me.
Weeee.
Just completed my SCGS emaths prelims paper.
Rather proud of myself, i have to say.
Heh.
Got 230 bucks for selling my 3120.
Spent 3/4 on bills.
Bluergh.
Thanks baby monster for helping me sell it!
Heh.
Gosh, sometimes i wonder what life will be without him.
Hehehe.
Anyway,
lots of personal stuffs happened these days.
Stuffs which brought about turmoil, sorrow and true friends.
Friends like Hakim, Fifi and Pe'ah.
Thanks guys for helping her.
Really, thanks alot.
Herm.
Went to Redhill just now to sell the phone.
Of course, with me was Baby monster.
The buyer sms-ed us,
saying that she was wearing a brown shirt and black mini shorts.
When we met her.
Wooooh~ (Open eyes big2)
She was practically shirtless,
as her brown shirt was actually a netting.
And her bra was black, so everything could be seen.
Baby monster got all flustered and asked me to make the sale.
Haha.
Den he went off to walk around the pasar malam.
So kiut lah you!
Anyway, i have not much to write.
Thus i'll post up a compo i wrote.
A school assignment, of course.
On a newly born baby found at the bus stop.
Start.
The last bus left the bus stop. Silence hung in the air. Occasionally, a flicker of light from a passing car would light up the night, only to disappear yet again. The leaves danced along with the cool gusts of breeze, oblivious to the dark clouds that would soon hover over the boy’s head.
The boy.
His eyes would blink when the sudden surge of light surrounds him. Around him, four tall cardboard walls guarded him from the outside world. Within him, an urge for a scream itches to escape from his tiny mouth, only to be muffled by the towel that covered it. He lifted his red-stained hands, his pudgy fingers attempting to hold the round white moon his eyes had captured so vividly. He gurgled and giggled, thinking that the moon was playing with him. In a few seconds, the moon began to fade, leaving an abyss in the boy’s mind. The sobbing woman who crouched next to the boy got up, her own eyes stained with tears of guilt, her hands stained by her own blood, her boy’s blood. She threw one last sorrowful glance at the sleeping boy, only five hours old, turned and headed into the night. The boy twist and turned seeking comfort in the sucking of his thumb, a victim of time and tragedy…
The sun peeked out from behind the heavy grey clouds, almost unnoticeable even in its greatness. A damp heavy atmosphere settled on the ground, refusing to lift even after a night’s presence. The leaves had not stopped dancing, awaiting the arrival of the rain.
he boy shivered under his towel, his legs thrashing about in his own blood and urine. He could no longer see the moon, the only thing he could accustom himself to. Instead, his vision failed him, only capturing dark thunderclouds that await to release its glory into the bleak day. The boy bawled, his stomach empty and his lips dry.
Josephine jerked. Her ears had picked up a tiny sound, almost unnoticeable amidst the roar of stopping buses. She heard it again, this time louder, almost sounding like a desperate cry of a baby. Josephine got up, her ears trying to locate the source of the noise.
A box next to the rubbish bin shook. Josephine peered in, taking visible attempts to not touch the soaking wet cardboard. Her heart leapt to her mouth upon noticing the boy, his umbilical cord still intact. In shock, her fingers fumbled on the keypad of her hand phone, dialing 995.
The woman who stood behind the tree opposite the bus stop smiled, her heart now contented and free of guilt. She climbed on her stool, rearranging the noose on her neck. As the boy was cradled in Josephine’s arms, the woman stepped off, with nothing in her mind except the image of the boy’s last smile.
Ends.
Haha.
Lame sia.
Oh well, this was completed in 1 hr.
From 12 am to 1 am.
Last minute work.
Wahahahaa.
Love,
Lil old me.
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
Peace be upon you.
First and foremost,
Sorry lah Lizzy!!
Haha.
Been going out alot nowadays.
(Whilst feeling guilty that ive been abandoning my work)
Cant be help.
Mwahha.
Niway, DONT watch "The Village".
Unless you have too much to spent.
To those who still stubbornly want to watch it.
Dun read the following paragraph.
I warned you.
K anyway, the supposedly monsters surrounding the village is just a lie cooked up by the 'elders' of the village. The 'elders' were the ones who started the village and they created the monsters story (dressed themselves in monster costume occasionally)so as to scare the other villagers from venturing out of the village. This is because the 'elders' actually were rich successfull towns people who want to escape the chaos of living in towns. One of the elder's name is Walker, and he has this blind daughter. The blind daughter loves this guy named "ABC" (fergot lah). Den one day ABC was stabbed, so the blind daughter told the father that she wants to get medicine from the town for ABC. Walker then had to reveal the truth to his daughter. So the daughter ventured through the woods, and to 'town'. So, actually, the village is located in a wild land reserve set up by Walker. *Bleurgh*
I hate the ending.
Oh well.
Anyway, im so happy with life right now.
So So So happy.
Erm, minus the studies part, of course.
Bleurgh.
I have not done my homework.
After 4 days of holidays.
Now you know how slacked i am.
Mwahaha.
K then.
Love,
Accidentally in love.
First and foremost,
Sorry lah Lizzy!!
Haha.
Been going out alot nowadays.
(Whilst feeling guilty that ive been abandoning my work)
Cant be help.
Mwahha.
Niway, DONT watch "The Village".
Unless you have too much to spent.
To those who still stubbornly want to watch it.
Dun read the following paragraph.
I warned you.
K anyway, the supposedly monsters surrounding the village is just a lie cooked up by the 'elders' of the village. The 'elders' were the ones who started the village and they created the monsters story (dressed themselves in monster costume occasionally)so as to scare the other villagers from venturing out of the village. This is because the 'elders' actually were rich successfull towns people who want to escape the chaos of living in towns. One of the elder's name is Walker, and he has this blind daughter. The blind daughter loves this guy named "ABC" (fergot lah). Den one day ABC was stabbed, so the blind daughter told the father that she wants to get medicine from the town for ABC. Walker then had to reveal the truth to his daughter. So the daughter ventured through the woods, and to 'town'. So, actually, the village is located in a wild land reserve set up by Walker. *Bleurgh*
I hate the ending.
Oh well.
Anyway, im so happy with life right now.
So So So happy.
Erm, minus the studies part, of course.
Bleurgh.
I have not done my homework.
After 4 days of holidays.
Now you know how slacked i am.
Mwahaha.
K then.
Love,
Accidentally in love.
Sunday, August 08, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Today's one of the rare family days.
Had Madrasah with the cute Indon ustaz this morning.
Then all of us when shopping.
Couldnt get my 3120. Bleurgh.
Too ex.
Everyone is now out in the hall enjoying their ice-creams.
Everyone except me, that is.
Haha. Cuz its the Mcs 25 cents ice-cream.
Which, i soo hate.
But.
I love my parents.
I love my family.
I love Ikah.
I love Ashrithaa and Claire.
I love him.
I love myself.
Love,
Love makes the world go round.
Today's one of the rare family days.
Had Madrasah with the cute Indon ustaz this morning.
Then all of us when shopping.
Couldnt get my 3120. Bleurgh.
Too ex.
Everyone is now out in the hall enjoying their ice-creams.
Everyone except me, that is.
Haha. Cuz its the Mcs 25 cents ice-cream.
Which, i soo hate.
But.
I love my parents.
I love my family.
I love Ikah.
I love Ashrithaa and Claire.
I love him.
I love myself.
Love,
Love makes the world go round.
Saturday, August 07, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Two words sum up today.
Confusion.
Dilemma.
I love my parents too much.
I cant stand the thought of betraying their trust.
The one ive managed to rebuilt for years.
But i so so so want to do this.
But the guilt.
The guilt.
Im still feeling quite messed up.
What do i do?
Love,
Confused and in a dilemma.
Two words sum up today.
Confusion.
Dilemma.
I love my parents too much.
I cant stand the thought of betraying their trust.
The one ive managed to rebuilt for years.
But i so so so want to do this.
But the guilt.
The guilt.
Im still feeling quite messed up.
What do i do?
Love,
Confused and in a dilemma.
Friday, August 06, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Met the ladees today.
What a pity FeiFei couldnt make it.
Bleurgh.
Went all over town to get the bags for Cikgu.
But ended up getting this glittery 25hrs watch.
Wooh. lawah~
Then we got to the library.
Saw Lizzy, cant believe she went to school.
Of all the people~
Niways, we plopped ourselves on the beanbags.
As in *plopped*.
As in..
"KK.. by the count of three, aku ngan kau (me and ikah) jump on the thing ok?"
So we jumped and laughed our heads off.
In front of a bazillion other people.
In the library. Haha.
Then we talked and lied down on the beanbag like it was ours.
Rolled about, plopped here and there.
Hilarious man.
Shoud have seen us.
To the toilet.
She (name protected) was belting up.
Den suddenly.
She turned around.
And showed me her buttcrack.
Wat the hell~
So we laughed like hyenas again.
Went back the the beanies and plopped around.
Bleurgh.
I dun think my best friend's mom likes me.
Kinda hurtful.
Im jealous that she (her mom) likes Yana more.
Bleurgh.
Who cares.
Ok fine~
I do care.
Haish~
He is in his crazy flings again.
He has a fetish for buying and selling his phone.
I swear he's gonna leave me for a 2nd hand shopkeeper.
Bleurgh.
Anyway, this entry's gonna be long.
Lots of things to ramble on and on about.
Like...
Love.
When do you know that you're really in love?
Not a fling, crush nor infatuation.
But real love?
Anyway, im afraid to really love someone.
My heart's been broken a tad too many times.
Im afraid that it'll be broken again.
Haish~
Painful, you know.
Having to watch your loved one go away.
In the hands of another girl.
Prettier then you.
Sexier.
Sweeter.
(But not smarter! wahah)
Bleurgh.
How am i supposed to compete with that kind of competition?
Sakit hati, bikin sakit hati.
I think i love too much.
Bleurgh.
This sucks.
Its too late.
I think i'm already in love.
Bleurgh.
Bleurgh is my current favourite word.
People around me get irritated easily about that,
Haha.
Gives me a sense of satisfaction in them saying,
"Fad!!~ Diam arh!!"
Which, in english, means
"Fad!!~ Shut up arh!!"
Yada yada. Im a sadist.
Oh, Ashrithaa's Mp3 player is in my hands now!
Wahaha.
Im enjoying life.
Emocore 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
If only she suddenly realises that i need the player more then her
and she gives it to me.
I'd marry her.
Gosh, i sound like a lesbian at times.
Haha. Oh well~
No, this entrys gonna get longer.
Hold on, will ya?
I have a surprise at the end.
Hehe.
Anyway.
Isnt it horrible if you clap with only one hand?
As in,
a one-sided love.
Thats like such a tragedy.
Haish.
I sound depressed.
But im not!
Cuz im meeting him tomorrow!
Yay!
We're gonna study together.
Im serious lah.
We dun do stupid stuff together.
Nu'uh. Not for us.
I think i tell ppl too much stuff.
But i cant stop typing!
K i will.
Oh, the surprise.
"I cant wait for National Day!!"
Haha. Lameness~ Lameness~
Love,
Him.
Met the ladees today.
What a pity FeiFei couldnt make it.
Bleurgh.
Went all over town to get the bags for Cikgu.
But ended up getting this glittery 25hrs watch.
Wooh. lawah~
Then we got to the library.
Saw Lizzy, cant believe she went to school.
Of all the people~
Niways, we plopped ourselves on the beanbags.
As in *plopped*.
As in..
"KK.. by the count of three, aku ngan kau (me and ikah) jump on the thing ok?"
So we jumped and laughed our heads off.
In front of a bazillion other people.
In the library. Haha.
Then we talked and lied down on the beanbag like it was ours.
Rolled about, plopped here and there.
Hilarious man.
Shoud have seen us.
To the toilet.
She (name protected) was belting up.
Den suddenly.
She turned around.
And showed me her buttcrack.
Wat the hell~
So we laughed like hyenas again.
Went back the the beanies and plopped around.
Bleurgh.
I dun think my best friend's mom likes me.
Kinda hurtful.
Im jealous that she (her mom) likes Yana more.
Bleurgh.
Who cares.
Ok fine~
I do care.
Haish~
He is in his crazy flings again.
He has a fetish for buying and selling his phone.
I swear he's gonna leave me for a 2nd hand shopkeeper.
Bleurgh.
Anyway, this entry's gonna be long.
Lots of things to ramble on and on about.
Like...
Love.
When do you know that you're really in love?
Not a fling, crush nor infatuation.
But real love?
Anyway, im afraid to really love someone.
My heart's been broken a tad too many times.
Im afraid that it'll be broken again.
Haish~
Painful, you know.
Having to watch your loved one go away.
In the hands of another girl.
Prettier then you.
Sexier.
Sweeter.
(But not smarter! wahah)
Bleurgh.
How am i supposed to compete with that kind of competition?
Sakit hati, bikin sakit hati.
I think i love too much.
Bleurgh.
This sucks.
Its too late.
I think i'm already in love.
Bleurgh.
Bleurgh is my current favourite word.
People around me get irritated easily about that,
Haha.
Gives me a sense of satisfaction in them saying,
"Fad!!~ Diam arh!!"
Which, in english, means
"Fad!!~ Shut up arh!!"
Yada yada. Im a sadist.
Oh, Ashrithaa's Mp3 player is in my hands now!
Wahaha.
Im enjoying life.
Emocore 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
If only she suddenly realises that i need the player more then her
and she gives it to me.
I'd marry her.
Gosh, i sound like a lesbian at times.
Haha. Oh well~
No, this entrys gonna get longer.
Hold on, will ya?
I have a surprise at the end.
Hehe.
Anyway.
Isnt it horrible if you clap with only one hand?
As in,
a one-sided love.
Thats like such a tragedy.
Haish.
I sound depressed.
But im not!
Cuz im meeting him tomorrow!
Yay!
We're gonna study together.
Im serious lah.
We dun do stupid stuff together.
Nu'uh. Not for us.
I think i tell ppl too much stuff.
But i cant stop typing!
K i will.
Oh, the surprise.
"I cant wait for National Day!!"
Haha. Lameness~ Lameness~
Love,
Him.
Thursday, August 05, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Woohoo.
Skipping school tomorrow.
Going out with ma ladees.
Ikah, pe'ah, fifi and yana.
Getting Cikgu Hanita's bday present.
Den studying at JE's library.
Niways.
Go read "DaVinci Code".
Record time of 5:45 mins.
Superly humongously gargantuanly proud of myself.
Gargantuan.
Nice word isnt it?
Say it with me.
Gar-gan-tu-an.
There.
Louder this time.
GAR-GAN-TU-AN.
Love,
Book mad.
Woohoo.
Skipping school tomorrow.
Going out with ma ladees.
Ikah, pe'ah, fifi and yana.
Getting Cikgu Hanita's bday present.
Den studying at JE's library.
Niways.
Go read "DaVinci Code".
Record time of 5:45 mins.
Superly humongously gargantuanly proud of myself.
Gargantuan.
Nice word isnt it?
Say it with me.
Gar-gan-tu-an.
There.
Louder this time.
GAR-GAN-TU-AN.
Love,
Book mad.
Wednesday, August 04, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Sorry this entry's in malay, peepz.
Just a sajak i got in my Sastera worksheet.
Enjoy and learn.
Rumah.
Isa Kamari
Manusia yang bebas
Tidak akan mudah rasa bosan
Terhadap asuhan dan tuntutan
Kerana dibalik kemantapan peribadi
akan lahir kemerdekaan abadi
Juga yang dinamakan kebebasan
Bukanlah kelepasan tanpa tujuan
Seperti anak-anak kota
Lepas dari rumah atau kerja
Mundar-mandir
Di pusat membeli-belah
Mencari keriangan
Pada yang baru
Dan sementara
Bukanlah hidup ini
Tidak membutuhkan
Kepelbagaian
Juga bukanlah jiwa ini
Tidak mendambakan
Keseronokan
Hanya kita yang mengaku bebas
terlalu mudah terpenjara
Dalam keremehan yang sia-sia
Yang kita hidupkan
Di tengah kota
Tanpa sering menyedari
Bahawa diri kita ini
Tidak pernah pulang
ke pintu hati
Biarpun kita ini
Telah sering menjejaki
halaman rumah.
*Blown away*
Love,
Bukalah matamu, wahai Bangsa Melayu.
Sorry this entry's in malay, peepz.
Just a sajak i got in my Sastera worksheet.
Enjoy and learn.
Rumah.
Isa Kamari
Manusia yang bebas
Tidak akan mudah rasa bosan
Terhadap asuhan dan tuntutan
Kerana dibalik kemantapan peribadi
akan lahir kemerdekaan abadi
Juga yang dinamakan kebebasan
Bukanlah kelepasan tanpa tujuan
Seperti anak-anak kota
Lepas dari rumah atau kerja
Mundar-mandir
Di pusat membeli-belah
Mencari keriangan
Pada yang baru
Dan sementara
Bukanlah hidup ini
Tidak membutuhkan
Kepelbagaian
Juga bukanlah jiwa ini
Tidak mendambakan
Keseronokan
Hanya kita yang mengaku bebas
terlalu mudah terpenjara
Dalam keremehan yang sia-sia
Yang kita hidupkan
Di tengah kota
Tanpa sering menyedari
Bahawa diri kita ini
Tidak pernah pulang
ke pintu hati
Biarpun kita ini
Telah sering menjejaki
halaman rumah.
*Blown away*
Love,
Bukalah matamu, wahai Bangsa Melayu.
Tuesday, August 03, 2004
Peace be upon you.
Bleurgh.
What a way to celebrate my birthday.
I am like so sick.
Havin spasms at the moment.
Diarrhoea.
Fever.
Vomitting.
Flu.
Bleurgh.
Oh thanks for the wishes! Hehe.
And, thanks for the pressies people!
Got a:
1) Emily T-shirt (Kim, Yana, Fifi & Pe'ah)
2) Studded wristband. Black. (Kim, Yana, Fifi & Pe'ah)
3) A bag. (Ikah)
4) 32 bucks to splurge at HMV. (Mich, Clay, Raja, Kippy, Xiuz, Malar, Liz)
5) A party. (Mich, Clay, Raja, Kippy, Xiuz, Malar, Liz)
6) A Von Dutch HandBag. (Rambutan)
7) Studded belt. (mommy)
8) Another Studded Wristband. Pink. (Mommy)
9) 10 bucks. (My bro Farhan)
10) 12 bucks. (My bro Fauzi)
Still more to come over the weekend!
Haha.
Anyway, more councillor Dinner pics.
Hafizah, Farhan, Me & Faruq.
Cheryl. (Thats a real burberry shawl, btw)
Me & Adi. (So kiut with his newly bald head!)
Ashrithaa Rajah. (Lost her earring.)
Me & Cheryl.
Cheryl, Rajah, CuiJing & Me.
Love,
Im lovesick? Haha. So corny.
Bleurgh.
What a way to celebrate my birthday.
I am like so sick.
Havin spasms at the moment.
Diarrhoea.
Fever.
Vomitting.
Flu.
Bleurgh.
Oh thanks for the wishes! Hehe.
And, thanks for the pressies people!
Got a:
1) Emily T-shirt (Kim, Yana, Fifi & Pe'ah)
2) Studded wristband. Black. (Kim, Yana, Fifi & Pe'ah)
3) A bag. (Ikah)
4) 32 bucks to splurge at HMV. (Mich, Clay, Raja, Kippy, Xiuz, Malar, Liz)
5) A party. (Mich, Clay, Raja, Kippy, Xiuz, Malar, Liz)
6) A Von Dutch HandBag. (Rambutan)
7) Studded belt. (mommy)
8) Another Studded Wristband. Pink. (Mommy)
9) 10 bucks. (My bro Farhan)
10) 12 bucks. (My bro Fauzi)
Still more to come over the weekend!
Haha.
Anyway, more councillor Dinner pics.
Hafizah, Farhan, Me & Faruq.
Cheryl. (Thats a real burberry shawl, btw)
Me & Adi. (So kiut with his newly bald head!)
Ashrithaa Rajah. (Lost her earring.)
Me & Cheryl.
Cheryl, Rajah, CuiJing & Me.
Love,
Im lovesick? Haha. So corny.
Sunday, August 01, 2004
Peace be upon you.
As the following entry is special, i shall color it pink.
Yay! haha.
~Happy Birthday to me~
~Happy Birthday to me~
~Happy Birthday to Fadhilah~
~Happy Birthday to me~
Wow. Im actually sixteen. In the eyes of the law, i can:
1) Play pool! woohoo!
2) Watch Nc-16 movies legally. (say byebye to JE)
3) have sex!
haha. Ok fine, the third option is so out. Haha. But i can play pool with ma frens now! Like how cool is that. Haha. Herm, on a more serious note, being a year older meant that i have more responsibilities to attend to, and more memories to store. Thanks to all that have been by my side for the past 16 years. Luv you lots.
Love,
Happy Birthday to me!
As the following entry is special, i shall color it pink.
Yay! haha.
~Happy Birthday to me~
~Happy Birthday to me~
~Happy Birthday to Fadhilah~
~Happy Birthday to me~
Wow. Im actually sixteen. In the eyes of the law, i can:
1) Play pool! woohoo!
2) Watch Nc-16 movies legally. (say byebye to JE)
3) have sex!
haha. Ok fine, the third option is so out. Haha. But i can play pool with ma frens now! Like how cool is that. Haha. Herm, on a more serious note, being a year older meant that i have more responsibilities to attend to, and more memories to store. Thanks to all that have been by my side for the past 16 years. Luv you lots.
Love,
Happy Birthday to me!
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