title: Addiction. <3  Zee Avi! I've always love-d this genre. Is it Indie? Is it Jazz? I'm not sure. It gives me the calming effect, and it turns my frown around. Those little things that instill happiness. "I'll just sing with the birds. they'll tell me the secrets of the world." One more singer. Yuna! She is a walking contradiction. Who on Earth wears a scarf, & has a voice like that? It's weird, but who cares, she's awesome. I want a voice like this! ^^ "I'm a sad and pathetic, at the same time. Unlike you.." |
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title: 16.  Sometimes i wonder, what birthdays are for? Is it a celebration with your family and friends, of how grateful to have you born on that day or it is just a tradition? Well i know i don't celebrate it. Birthdays are just like any other day. Well this year is different, because more people remember. I still remember, two years ago, only 1 person remembers my birthday. & that was a lesbian in school. Guess she probably had a reminder on her phone. I'm a giver, not a receiver. I give people presents whole heartedly, not expecting any in return for my birthday. I'm quite generous if you can say. I just find people that announce their birthday to people very annoying. Every year, on 10th September, it's always been a ho-hum affair. Unlike my sister of cause, with an extravagant " Doa selamat " specially for her. The best birthday i probably would have had was last year with... hais, i d  on't want to even think of it. God, grant me amnesia or dementia for my birthday.At least my parents remembered this year. No wait, my daddy don't give no shiznit my birthday, only my mum and sister. They bought me a mousse cake. A small doggy bear on a pail & a door hanger as a birthday present. Well, I'm very appreciative of that. And i thank them for their effort. It made my day, besides that, i get to makeover my room - new drapes, many flowers, a big ass painting & new coat of paint. ( Actually thought of adding a fountain in my room, but, i'll save that for next year.) Ate at Seoul Garden, got $100 from auntie. & i wonder why i didnt receive a hongbao from my father...  I was supposedly to go out with Izaki. There were several other who asked me out to celebrate but, God knows why i chose Izaki. & Hallelujah, i got ditched again. Well thank you Izaki, for ditching me on my birthday at the very last minute as your present. And he doesn't even have a very reasonable excuse too. Money was never an issue alright. I'll never forgive him because he made me sulk alone, at home on my birthday, thinking i could have gone out the others who asked me out. Izaki, if you ever read this, I've got something to say, ditching people because you got no mood in the last minute, is extremely obnoxious behavior alright. :P So what did i wish for? Of cause, when you're crying everyday of the year, until now, i guess the most obvious thing i would have wished is happiness i guess. They say happiness is your own responsibility. Guess is my own fault for dwelling in my past. If i don't get over by end of this year then, I'm seriously considering to go to a psychiatrist. Don't be surprised if you ever found out i got admitted to IMH, okay, I'm thinking too far again. -.- I said, i wanted to pass O's. Passing is not good enough okay. Why the hell did i wish for that? Should have said, I wish I'll get below 16 for my O's. I'm webcam-ing with Hazwan right now. He's showing me the shirt he just bought from Zara. ( P.S: Look like Bangladeshi. ) I've got one thing to say. I'm dating my best friend, yes, the one with the banglah face below. Yes, i won't be surprised if i end up with this retard. Honestly. Not that i didn't know he has a thing for me, this is called, give a chance. I ask him why, he say because I'm nice. Of cause, i am nice. In every aspect. Except for my sarcasm. What i like about him? It's because i can be myself. Let's see where this may lead in the future. i know i look awful in the picture, hello, reality check. Look at the time. Webcam with Hazwan.    {Yes, I've got the dreamer's disease } |
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title: date: Saturday, September 5, 2009 How would you feel if someone keep on insisting they love you, but you don't believe it at first cause it's too good to be true, but you still do, cause it sounds to sincere. In the end, it's all fake and lies? & then you lose all your self-confidence because he said that you're not pretty & got degraded by being called a pussy. ( maybe you got called that, cause you've got one and he doesn't) And he said that he doesn't even think about you, and he doesn't give a bull to who you fall in love with & go out with? Then you feel like a dog, because the way he communicates have not one bit of respect. Then not realizing that you don't want to meet he's friends it's not because of your reasons but his cause you want to save he's face from someone that is nothing but a bagful of embarrassment like yourself & Lastly, you sit down on the sofa crying like as if someone just died, thinking why are you so in love with someone that is as such who treats you like dirt, then you can't stop looking at the window grill thinking whether you should consider jumping off your bedroom window, just to have a chance of getting amnesia, so you can sleep peacefully never knowing your past or maybe if you ever died while jumping off, maybe your soul can scare the living daylight out of him. And now you're typing this cause you feel like some toy you gotten free from a box of honey star cereal and then you have evil thoughts of buying some kind of African Voodoo doll, so you can torture the shit outta him or that he does stupid things in front of other girls.(E.g, unzip he's pants in front of a group of girls) & then you feel like a fucking spastic typing this , cause you can't stop laughing about what you just typed.... at 7am. :D I'm just full of bullshit sometimes. Haha. :D  ( Maybe i should buy this. You should see what they wrote on it.) I feel awesome now. Thank you blog for making me feel like a total retard, laughing by myself at 7am in my room. -.- |
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title: It's Farhan. <3 Farhan Shah is the most drop-dead gorgeous guy i have ever seen in my entire life. I sweared, the first time i set my eyes on him, it's like rain falling on a cracked soil, that withstand years of drought. Okay, no link. My literature is atrocious. The first time he appeared on TV. I screamed to my sister. "Who is he!? " & my sister said that,he schools in RP but he's arrogant & picks who becomes he's friend.Ego eh? It's okay, I love he's big ego. ( Reminds me of Beyonce's song. ) This is called love at first sight. The perfect Body. Perfect eyes. Perfect Voice. Perfect hair. Perfect style. The most perfect figure ever seen. There's one term to describe a person as such & that's called, "Perfection". He is my Singapore Idol. Doesn't he look like Prince Charming? ^^ <3 (baby are you going down, down, down, down? Even when the sky is falling down...} |
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