SO LONG, GOODBYE
Sunday, July 20, 2008
10:34 PM
10:34 PM
I know, I still can't believe my decision is final. I just have to do this or I'll land myself into deep shit. Some people just chose to make things so much difficult for the others. The game is so simple; what you read here ends here. You don't have to go around and be a fucker, you know. But anyway dear readers, fret not - only 30% of my entries will be locked. Till then, goodbye Blogger.
JOURNAL IS PARTIALLY LOCKED; so tell me who you are and the master key is yours.
ONE SENTENCE, TWO AGREEMENT
Thursday, July 17, 2008
11:58 PM
11:58 PM
Because we rock your sad boring pathetic life.
At this very point of time, I'm thinking of switching to Livejournal. It's just a matter of time. I think it has come to a point where certain things are not meant to be shared worldwide. You know what, just go fuck yourself. You're such a nuisance.
DREAMS OF YOU AND ME
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
11:35 PM
11:35 PM
I remember when you started calling me your miss's. All the play fighting, all the dreams we told each other. You would laugh at me, and I would be kicking your ass. I'd tell you funny stories about my childhood. How I used to be so fat that I had triple chins and my stomach could form a mouth with swollen lips when pressed together. I don't know why I trusted you but I know my feelings are true. We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt. I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt. Watching DVDs, and see you stare into the screen. You take me out shopping and all we'd buy is nothing. We'd talk about everything under the sun, like how our path meet. When I was feeling down, you made that face you do and that's when I discovered all your sweet flaws.
Everything is reminding me of you.
This Pulau Ubin's training camp without handphone is eating me up. When will it ever end, end, end? I miss you, hon. Come home soon and let's eat ice-cream again.
GREEN PATCH OF GRASS
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
11:57 PM
11:57 PM
The only thing that kept me laughing on that last Sunday was how my little boy jumped on me and smiled to the camera, which was placed nicely on the bench. That was the third shot, after the first and second shot were boring. Practically, me standing beside him and him showing off his small ass to the whole world. Merepek tau youuuuuuuuuuu! And then after having a little backache thanks to his sudden self on me, I decided to do the same.
See, he got cramped face up there. Either my excitement got out of control and added to my weight or he couldn't withstand my weight; which I think is the latter poor boy, because I don't think I am heavy to start with, crik crik. We took turns to lick the ripple ice-cream and then he made a random remark, "Ey I thought you don't want ice-cream? Why lick?" Ey, takmo lokek boleh tak? Wahhh, I think my boyfriend is starting to be a little stingy and bitchy. It's okay dear boyfriend, a touch of those are the sparkles to our love and you know I love you more than anything else in this world. Eh no, universe. Okay, diam pun cantik. Na-night!
SATURDAY'S STORY
Sunday, July 13, 2008
10:46 PM
10:46 PM
It's Sunday night, and it spells the word 'boring'. Sunday always mark the end of everything and the start of a week. Busy hectic life on weekdays; like in this week, there will be tuition after work from Monday to Wednesday. By Thursday, I'll be drained out but hey, the boyfriend is booking out and that means, yay yay! I don't know why but I can sense happiness in the upcoming two weeks; It will mark the end of the boyfriend's seven months of training (finally!!!), Mom's birthday is right up ahead and I'll be meeting up with my Teksters. Oh wow, I can really perk myself up eh. Bagus bagus, amalkan selalu.
Okay stop whining and stop seeing what's in store. Yesterday's late lunch was at El-Sheikh. We wanted to try their food and judge for ourselves after getting positive feedbacks from others. So, drinks was thumbs up, food was thumbs down and service was wahpiangggg. Bad. B, that'll be the first and the last eh hahaa.
Afterwhich, we went on triple and hit the microphone. You know when everytime my boyfriend sings, I will just have this smile carved on my face, and I totally enjoy that happy feeling. I know it's crap but really, tak tahu diam je la.
Semangat eh. ahhh, tak tahu hal lagi!
SOMETHING I TOLD MARY ON THE HILL
Thursday, July 10, 2008
11:37 PM
11:37 PM
This is the fourth time in this year that I'm sick. Each time I went to the polyclinic, I guess it was just my luck to get the same doctor. And then he will give me this smile, and I will give him the other smile; "Please don't smile at me like that. I am neither asking for an MC nor faking my pain. And I know I've been so sick lately, so please, don't smile can?" It must be the office, yes the air-conditioned office la. But anyway, thanks for the 2 days MC.
Good, now I'm down with diarrhoea and it sucks. I hate getting diarrhoea. It will just screw up my temptation to eat, and I will feel like throwing up each time I see food. Having said, I lost another 2kg. The boyfriend thinks it's a good thing to lose weight; I say "Your head ah! This is equivalent to me torturing my own body." But then again, 2kg...not bad eh hahaa. Now I weigh the same as the boyfriend, syioooook! And talking about the boyfriend, he can really get on my nerve at times. I called him yesternight and he answered my call, half-awake. I told him I want to have a night talk and then the next moment, he threw me all sort of profanities. I was shocked and sad, so I ended the call and cried to bed.
This morning, he called me and I threw back my tantrums. Hours later after cooling myself down, I called him up and asked if he knows why I was bloody angry. His reply was: 'That's why, I don't know. I've been asking myself why are you so cold towards me. It's only in the morning, and I just woke up.' Oh my god la, you don't even remember all the shoutings you did yesterday? The profanities and all? Bloody shit, stop giving me that cute innocent face la and I just wasted the whole night, boiling my blood. Cheebye you, give me back my sleep la!
Sleep, now it's time to sleep and just to be a little random, how much fake can the movie Wanted get? Boringgg. &friend, stop being so childish. Okay okay, sleep! You think you owl eh.
ONE: SHE & HE
Dirah; twenty one.
I laugh as much as I breathe, and love as long as I live. Like the painter, I paint my life and add vibrant colours. Complete with beautiful frames, I hang them and let the whole world picture the story of my life.
I've made my momma proud by falling in love with a preetyboy; Fahn.
"For every love you give me, you take another piece of my pain."
TWO: STARS & SUN
25 July: Momma's Bdae!!!
THREE: TAG & GO
FOUR: BABES & LOVES
Adeq NirahLOVE
Ailah
AishaLOVE
AllyLOVE
AmaliaLOVE
Basic
Dee
DeeanaLOVE
Dalilah
Didi Dirah
Drubilee
Eeqaz
Efa
Efni
Emily
Enn
Evelyn
FanaaLOVE
Farah Nadya
Farhan
Farhana
Fi
Firah
Fir
FreshPoisonLOVE
FylzahLOVE
Gino
Hafeezah
Hajar
HanisLOVE
Ida
Ideso
Illa
Intan
Irah
Kak Nanie
'KynLOVE
'Lil AyunLOVE
LiPing
Luke
Lulu
Lyana
Mally
Malyna
Mizahh
Nadera
Nanz
Neni Dayana
Nina
NinieeLOVE
NurulLOVE
PradaLOVE
Saq
SayuriLOVE
Snazzie
ShabLOVE
Shafiyani
Shahidah
Shahirah
ShashaDollLOVE
ShashaLOVE
Shaz
Shidah
Shif
Shikin
Siti Raudy
Waany
Yong Sheng
yraJANE
YuhteeLOVE
Zac
Zareeza
FIVE: DIG & SPLURGE
Affaires En Ligne
Beads Heaven
Cotton On
Cleo
Fayfey
Fox Fashion Summer
Forever21
Get Charmed!
Little Red Heels
Loosecloset
Moments de' Couture
Oh!Petita
Sundays Chamber
Threadless
WetSeal
YourStyle
SIX: SPOT & TRACE
79inch; where fashion is measured
Multiply
Friendster
The Old Blog
SEVEN: SAY & THANKS
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