12:03 AM
sejak aku dok rumah, naik 2kg ye kawan kawan.
2 fucking kilogrammes! grrrr.
bloody haagen dasz in the fridge which friends of my mom gave because of her tonsils;
bloody cookies that my kakak made last week.
stop torturing me with your oh-so-sweet-and-rich taste,
just sitting there staring at me; calling me to sink my teeth into 'em.
i blame my sweet tooth for this.
Saturday, December 12, 2009 12:53 AM
awak.
meh chi chain maai. :)
Friday, December 11, 2009 12:03 AM
im supposed to be happy.
i expected the worst, and ive got an okay.
everyone's happy for me.
why am i not happy?
well i was, for about two seconds.
and dont you bloody dare say aku tak bersyukur.
kalau aku tak mengalami pengeluaran darah, aku da solat da sujud syukur sampai dahi aku lebam.
bersyukur, yes. very very much.
happy? not so much.
:(
Thursday, December 10, 2009 6:51 PM

last tuesday my classmates organized a trip to visit our teachers from school.
apart from the agonizing road from rawang to shah alam, it was the bomb :D
effing lazy to show off. more pictures at facebook as usual.
and yes, i look like i need to pee.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009 12:16 AM
its not you, its them.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009 1:02 AM
a little boy was running through the woods.
he ran and ran, until he tripped.
dripping wet of sweat, he wrapped his bleeding knee with his hankie.
where am i? he said.
he looked back, trying to figure out where he came from.
the path wasnt there anymore.
he lied down, curled up to his side, and he started to wonder,
would they find me?
would they know that im gone?
he closed his eyes. not wanting to hope.
they never opened again.
Monday, December 7, 2009 1:12 AM


heres my two cents,
i dont know how people do not see why these dudes here are worth listening.
they are fucking geniuses!
yet, i still dont have their cd.
tolong belikan? :D
Thursday, December 3, 2009 10:03 PM
the macbeth eliot



slrrrrrrrrrrrrpppp. :9
Tuesday, December 1, 2009 4:02 PM
kenape kalau dengan boyfriend ke, girlfriend ke, kite tak segan nak cakap terus terang ape yg kite rase? kenape kite tak kritis nak jage ati dia, sedangkan dia tu dekat dgn hati kita.
kenape kalau dengan kawan, tolerance level kita lagi tinggi? kite lagi bersabar, kite lagi byk diam.
kenape ye?
aku baru sedar bende ni. sebelum ni lelakiku mmg pernah ckp, tapi aku, heh, faham faham la bile marah sape sape cakap pun tak nak dengar. but its true. bile dgn kawan, aku fikir byk kali sebelum aku ckp something, especially kalau dia tengah mengadu masalah.
katekan kau buat bende salah, kau nak aku ckp bende betul ke kau nak aku sokong kau je?
aku taknak kau ckp aku ni batu api, tapi aku taknak plak kau ckp aku tak sapot kau.
its not that i dont care. i really do. sebabkan aku kisahkan kau la, aku nak jage ati kau. lagi lagi bile kau tengah marah/kecewa/sedih ni.
kalau aku psychic kan seronok :/
Sunday, November 29, 2009 1:54 AM
sedang aku berborak gembire bersame lelakiku di meebo, ade manusia yang mengacau.
bile aku tak reply, manusia ni menjadi marah.
sibodoh: hurm
sibodoh: kedekutla ko nie
sibodoh: hurm
sibodoh: kedekutla ko nie
sibodoh: xsangka
sibodoh: ngan aku pown berkira
sibodoh: xsangka
sibodoh: kita study sekali
sibodoh: ngan aku pown berkira
sibodoh: huh
sibodoh: kita study sekali
sibodoh: huh
sibodoh: nape ko sombong sgt arrr
sibodoh: ko jgn ar igt ko sorg jew ada pakwe
sibodoh: huh
sibodoh: huh
sibodoh: mmg org KL camnie ek
sibodoh: mmg org KL camnie ek
sibodoh: aku igt owg kelantan jaaaa
ntah sape, dari mane, perangai macam pukimak.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009 12:22 AM
distance is nothing,
being far from the eyes.
the heart is what we should,
we've got to,
we should hold on.
by Oh! Chentaku.
Monday, November 23, 2009 2:23 AM
pain-ed.
why is it that when we wanna tear a handyplast off our scabby knee, we close our eyes? why is it that as the syringe comes closer to our arm, we look away? why is that when we see something painful on tv, we cover our face with our hands?
lemme tell you.
its cause without seeing it, its less painful. without knowing when it will strike, we dont anticipate the pain. and looking away equals to hoping it wont happen.
but sometimes we forget,
closing your eyes ignites the other senses; making them more sensitive.
why is a backstabber more hated and scorned rather than a killer? a killer is just ruthless, heartless. while a backstabber moves towards you, closer and closer to your heart. and then BAM!
they shove their boot-cladded foot up your ass and you will feel pain like you've never experienced.
they think you dont see them. and thats where theyre wrong. oh yeah, we dont see them alright, but we feel. feeeeeeeel.
ha. ha. ha.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009 1:29 AM
bag-o-rama

does this one look good? the colour thats available is the one on top. but size-wise you could refer to the bottom one. its about 8x7.5 inches. or..

does this one look better? its slightly smaller. 6x5 inches.
or does both patterns look hideous?
hmmmm.
i kinda looking for a smallish sling bag. like the ones on top. but you know how unpredictable online stuff are. sometimes the materials are not as they seem.
so. im gonna go to bb today. to go to a few shops that i think might have the type i want. and maybe to subang. but but if to no avail, im gonna get one of these. tell me which is better or whether i should forget these altogether.
quick!
click here to check out their website blogshoppers :)
Monday, November 16, 2009 12:02 AM
i went to this huge grand wedding in dorsett hotel a few hours ago.
and as usual, being the typical almost-adult-hormone-enhanced-19-year-old, i fantasised about how my wedding would look like.
i dont really fancy huge weddings; loads of guests, loads of waiters, everyone running around here and there. ohh no. mine is gonna be simple.
mine is gonna be different.
ooooooooooh.
ni yang tak saba plak nak kawin hahahahahahahahaa
