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title: Ice Cream! :D  I can has Strawberry Ice Cream Phone! Finally. A decent phone. Imagine bringing a brand less China Phone in poly! -.- So embarrassing. Now can post pictures! People say, this phone is a curse. The sound system cracks, the phone lag etc. Lols. As long Cheap and Chio. * grins* & yes, i'm very outdated. People now, buy Lg Lollipop, i buy Lg Ice cream. -.-  Photo quality doesn't suck ok! (btw, thts Mr. Butler ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  I think i should set something straight. I'm not married. I'm not attached. I'm single. I'm unavailable. I'm half- engaged. Status? It's complicated. * thumbs-up * " See love in a different way. " |
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title: D: Came across a really good quote from Jovena's blog. "If you're fatherless/motherless,pple make fun of you,laugh at you If you're raised by one of your parents,ppl call you a bastard, they call your momma a prossie When you look different from others,ppl call you weirdo,alien,ugly,Freak When you slouch,ppl call you a camel,no backbone When you're too tall,ppl call you a giant When you're short,ppl call you a dwaf If you're fat,ppl laugh & call you names-fatty,obese kid,Ah pui If you're skinny,ppl call you paperthin,they call you a pole,a bamboo pole If you're not good in your studies,ppl say you're stupid,dumb. If you're poor,ppl bully and throw money at you and call you a beggar When you're rich,ppl call you a show off When you dont speak up,ppl call you mute,Eh gao is it? When you repeat what ppl say,they call you a parrot,a copycat,no originality" So what does this mean? Nobody is perfect. Angeline Jolie? Nope, she's not perfect. Who knows maybe she have an abnormal pussy. See! No one is. Except God." I hate sandcastles. "  |
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title: Hallelujah. After month's of busting my ass by sitting on my pink chair everyday, 12 hours, it finally paid off. It's a 15 baby, suck it in. The most jaw dropping news. B3 for Maths. Who would have thought a cuckoo brain like mine was even capable of that? Never felt so smart in my life. Pftt. But, i started from scratch alright. 3 months, of doing Maths Papers everyday. I deserved it. * Pat's own back. *
And comb. science? An 'A2'. Studied for one half months only. A whole 2 years of straining? B3 for Biology. Terbalik dong. The most embarrassing thing, C5 for English. Cheese bun. And people say i could write novels. -.- Must be because of the jippies. It's alright you don't need to know what's jippies. POA? F9. I slept during the papers. Duh. :p Humanities? B3. Besttt. :D Hu-Ha, followed me to school today to take my results. I just want to thank him for being the only man, that has been with me, when times are hard during O's. I'm glad he could share my joy on that day too. Vise versa, i shall go throught up's and down's with him too. Darl, we have our lives mapped out in front of us. I hope out love can make it come true. :D ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I've promised God Almighty that if i ever get 16 and below, i'll be His faithful servant and worshiper. Imagine if broke the promise, He'll probably say this, " Oh Nadira, behold the wrath that awaits you. I have granted you your oh so desired wishes and alas, you betray the pact you had made with me. Suffer the karma that you deserve! " Lols. Enough drama. I planned to memorize new prayers. (P.S : I actually don't know the right way to pray. Shhh. Hu-Ha! Teach me! ) Today, i was on the way home. An Indian man and a malay woman sat beside me in the train. I heard the Indian man whispering to the malay woman, " Ehk, lawa seh yang sebelah. " And both of them stared at me head to toe. I was cursing in my heart, " fml." The woman said this. " Ehk lawanyer. Are you malay? " I showed her a ----> -.- face. "Yes." I would be more pleased if a hot matrep were to say that then a banglah and a random malay woman. In what way am i not look like a malay? Must be my Edward Cullen look alike skin. Shuttup. Let me have my kembang moment please. Thank you. |
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title: dammit. It was so surreal. The dream. It was almost ethereal. Your smirk. The girl you left with. i couldn't really see her face. It was all fuzzed up. All i knew, she had long, straight black hair. The constant ring from my cell, broke the visions of sadness before. " Unknown number" it said. And so i thought, you called. The unsophisticated voice of yours. It was the soothing melody that ushered me to sleep everynight a year ago. At that moment, i felt safe. The feeling of comfort. Who would have wondered you'll call after? Where have you been?
Was i ever anything to you? Who are you to wonder in and out of my life without any notice? What am i? What do you want? You left. Four months ago. Leaving me, speechless. Alone. And totally ignored. It's all about you isn't it? You leave whenever you like? You return bringing euphoria with you, and left with ignorance. Have you tortured me enough? Crying everyday for one year? Three hundred and sixty five days. Wasn't that enough punishment for me leaving you? Dammit. Just when i finally found someone who's worth better. Where the heck were you? Leave me forever. Yes, you were right. Everyone has a bad past. Unfortunately, yours is the one i could not disregard. |
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title: Waaaah. |
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title: fml. |
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