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Hi.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010



I got a damn fucking D for UFC! Hmpf.
Results depressing. How?

& Mother is fucking unsupportive.
"Bapak kau da malas nak layan, dia ckp gi kerja full time sudah. Takya buang masa, buang duit kat luar. Da fail tu fail."
-_______________- wtf right.

Well I used to say, no wonder there's a term called motherfucker, cos its for mothers like her.

Ahh bye.



Friday, March 19, 2010


I'm not going through the motions
Waiting and hoping you call me
I'm not missing you
You might have had me open
But I must be going because I've got life to do
I know I'm usually hanging on
I used to hate to see you go
But this time it's different
I don't even feel the distance
I'm not missing you
-Stacie Orrico

Listenin to Stacie's over and over again.
Her lyrics means alot, and what I'm going through now.
Be it love or life. :/
FML




Close both eyes, hold my breath
And I'm still alive.

Weather is getting unpredictable nowadays
And I tend to feel ups and downs.
Unpredictable, I tell you. One moment happy, another moment feeling fucking low.

I'm glad I'm still alive.
I just need space to breath.

"You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile" - M. Jackson


Monday, March 15, 2010


Its Monday. And the whole new experience starts here.
All the best to myself. No shits, hopefully. (:

Sexcited to wear new Warriors!
And how would I ever know that its the same as Bff?
-___________-

My schedules are packed, and I likeeeee.
But hopefully, mum and dad don't give me a hard time plsss.
*cross fingers*

MUSE Competition is nearing, and the band is only half prepared (??)
I won't be surprised if we didn't get what we aim for.
For now, lets chiong our very best, band. (:

15th today, someone's turn legal already.
All the best. (:

Till then, I need to go tanning, real soon plsssss!
Bye.


Tuesday, March 09, 2010


I'm just afraid that it'll come back.
I could only think of the worst.

Tomorrow shall parrrtay our ass off.
& Hopefully returning to Deli Dash is the right decision.

Bye.


Friday, March 05, 2010


& I think I should.
I've been telling that to Ninaa.
It'll be real soon. Once the finals are over.
Yes I really need a getaway. Trust me.
Away from each and everyone would be good.

But first I need a hug. A warm tight hug.
p.s ily still.