Bootylicious

My friend shida,had give birth to a baby [boy ke girl tak sure].There you go, another one with a baby, which make me another aunty.Kalau orang lain nak merasa jadik aunty kepada anak aku, hahaha..macam tak dapat je.Anyway, congrats to shida.

Another report relating my school[ye, aku semangat skolah] is we are now in the process to gather info for our purnama. The thing is, every year..there will be a school magazine but during our final year, there’s no school magazine.I mean.. WTF? I bet most of fivers have their picture taken in almost clubs and society. Yela since presidents of the clubs were our friends, so sukatila nak ajak sape pon join amik gamba.And we have like lots of activities and yadda yadda to be reported. Tapi taik betul..no school mag.I told ag once about this and he mocked me..not only ag la..but my other friends too..macam “kau poyo-poyo je cite pasal skolah tapi magazine skolah takde”.Memalukan

Anyway, bagus jugak since aku nampak buruk gile mase skolah.[U should see norzie pawan chek pic's and you will understand what i mean].Now i can post my civilized pics, not only me but all of us. Tapi nikkit dah pesan taleh amik gamba tak formal..tsk..tsk..nikkit aku baru je nak ambik gamba dengan button baju terbukak satu per satu..hohohohoh. And..if formal school magazines, only formal activities will be allowed to be included but since this is our own doings, so sukati mak bapak kitorangla nak letak activity apa.Smoking, pecah masuk dining hall, melecture anak orang dan jugak aktiviti- aktiviti lain yang tidak membawa faedah.

Yeah, out purnama will include everything not only starting from form 1 until form 5 but also what is happening now.Weddings, engagement and what’s notlah.I wonder if they want to list out siapa yang banyak kali bercinta dengan bagai nak rak tetapi gagal..Uh, no.Tak relevant.

Nway, can’t wait for the birth of our purnama batch!!

I love my room so much coz to me it’s a place to do anything. Nak tido ke, nak nangis ke, nak bogel ke..sukati akula kan.And there are a lot of stuff there which i feel some kind of important connection with every each of them. I rarely throw any item coz..i fret they might cry, begging me not to throw them..[hohoh..yes, i know]

The bad thing is..whenever i don’t sleep in my room, i tend to pack almost everything.Semua benda nak bawak ok.Hairdryer, lotions, segala sepit-scarf, all sorts of creams and..oh..baju tak usah ceritalah.Kalau tertinggal satu rasa macam berdosa sangat ok.

You see,someone i know, who i shall named as lonelyman, was on his business trip to the island of eagle last week.Though someone did remind him to pack early but dia eksyen. He thought he’s a superman, can pack everything within minutes. As the result, he only brought one pair of shoes, which is a formal pair.Apa kejadah nak pakai kasut keje tepi pantai.Just imagine, a guy in a short wearing sock and his formal shoes.Tsk..tsk.At last he decided not to wear any shoes at all..As if beach boy lakan..Cam cool la.Tapi tell melah, ade ke beach boy yang pegi jalan membeli belah tak pakai kasut?Setau akulakan, orang yang jalan-jalan tak pakai kasut ni, orang zaman paleolitik je.hohoh..Then he told me,on entering a shop..someone approached him

sales assistant:bang, tak payah bukak kasut, bang..sini boleh pakai kasut.
lonelyman:eh, takpe, saya memang tak nak pakai kasut.Saya suka cam ni[as if!!]
lonelyman colleague:*ketawa cam nak mati*

Man, i wish i was there..to laugh my ass out..hehe

If it’s me..i’ll bring every single shoes. Like..during hari raya, even my grandma house is only sekangkang kera[betul ke ni?] my luggage will be so big as if i’m going for umrah. Yeah, i get mocked but hey, it’s better to take precaution right? I mean, let say for all the sudden, the shoes that i brought, didn’t match my baju, who will get the brain tumor?Akuuu jugak.

Anyway, now you know why i seldom travel.Don’t even ask me to go backpacking unless..you can lift a refrigerator.

I can’t live without you
Can’t breathe without you
I’m dreamin’ bout you
Honestly, tell me that it’s over
Cause if the world is spinning and I’m still living
It won’t be right if were not in it together
Tell me that it’s over
Tell me that it’s over, over
Honestly tell me, honestly tell me
Don’t tell me that it’s over
Don’t tell me that it’s over

sometimes, loving someone with all your heart will hurt you
sometimes, loving someone with all your heart is not enough

still no matter happen i will always love you
even you said you don’t

Tomorrow will be the second year I’m having this blog. My first intention was to decant all my heart feelings and inscribe anything I feel on what had happened around me. I love to write..so much and I find it stimulating every time I write on this blog. I’m not quite a focus person, but on this, I can do it everyday. It’s funny when to think of it. Some people would go out with friends, take a vacation, party when they are depressed or trying to find peace but all I do..is blog. How bizarre is that?

Blogging had given me satisfaction. When I was a kid I wanted to do something with writing or art but my parents made me choose science stream so I’ve got no choice. Blogging also had given me the opportunity to know beautiful and wonderful people who shared the same passion as I am. Reading their blogs will always made my day and created a smile on my face, it gave a peek of life in various perspectives. It opened my mind and made me think and yeah, it did open my heart.

When I first write, there are not much people reading so I can write anything that I yearn for. Now, things changed. I can’t write as much as I like what my heart may desire. They are people readings and they are hearts who I have to take care of [although sometime, I did not.ha!]. These days, most of the time, I keep my grave thoughts to myself. My darkest secret, my heart cries and my ultimate worries. Even that, I still keep hurting people.

I think I need a break from blogging. No, I’m not quitting, I’m just having a time off. Perhaps time to think and time for my own. But I will still be visiting people’s blog therefore keep writing those beautiful thoughts of yours. It will simply make my day or other people’s day.

vacation = starbuck ice choc + dunhill

My final say, to Liverpool..Good luck for the champs league. To ag, good luck for your exam, I know u can do it and I have faith in you. I will always do. Just the way you always be in my heart..

So people..

Don’t miss me!

xoxoxox
.:chics:.

p.s:if I don’t say this, it will kill me.trust me people.. Rob Thomas’ butt in lonely no more is so sexy ok.Like sooo sexy..Rrrrrrrrrr..
ok.done.

I don’t usually write on sunday, so you can guess how boring i am today. I’m having my sinus and the nearest shop don’t sell kleenex tissue so i had to deal with premier instead. Sheesh

Since i got nothing to do, was thinking to play make over by myself. Yes i know i’m vain and pathetic but that’s what makes me happy. So, since i think that i’m more thinner now, might as well i try on my party clothes or my clothes that used to wear when i’m skinnier, But….i just couldn’t locate them and then i remembered..

mom:will you stop wearing those obscene clothes?
me:what obscene?i’m wearing jacket outside. *trying my best to act innocent*
mom:like i donnolah.one of these days i’m going to throw all or burn all those clothes.
me:*pretend not to hear and watch tv*

And now it’s gone. My EA halterneck, my BCBG tube, CK jeans that i cut and turn it to hot pants, few more halternecks, see through tops from esprit and kookai.And few more items.

Warghh..Don’t tell me she really did it! I mean, i really love those stuff and to buy it now, mcm susah sebab skang i have to use my own money. Back then it’s dad’s money.Hehehe..

This is so unfair. Why didn’t she confiscate my bro t-shirt with those obscene pictures? Skeleton fucking in various positionslah, those colourful and various shapes of condom and those entah hape-hape t-shirt lagi. Apsalla bila time aku, mesti kantoi.hoh!!!

Tsk..tsk..emo lagi..sorry