Helo! I’m blogging using my desktop. And it feels weird. It has been so long since I last using it. Well I bought my baby laptop, Dess I named it, just 5 months after I bought this desktop and abandoned it 2 months after I got used to my baby Dess. The Microsoft Word is so different. Sigh. I miss my Dess.
Okay, what did I miss?
1. Hmm.. Michael Jackson, or also known as Mikael died. Al Fatihah for him.
2. Perez Hilton punched by Will.I.Am of Black Eyed Peas, which I said served him right. Perez is a real faggot who has been abusing people verbally, yet he still got face to say, “Violence is never an answer.” If I were Will.I.Am, I would have chopped his hand so that he won’t be able to insult people in his blog anymore.
3. aku menyamal pasal inda kana bawa liat transformer 2, but its okay now. Cool.
And yesterday, a big thing happened.
Thanks to areef the mate, I got DFJ’s email. I love you forever mate! Thank you!
The thing is, when he told me to add the sacred email, many questions popped into my head.
What if he rejects my email?
What if he doesn’t want to be my friend?
What if he hates me?
What if he ignores me?
What if he has a girlfriend already?
The bestfriends said,
He won’t reject your email.
What he has against you?
Why would he hate you?
Why would he ignore?
That is another story. You have to make the first move first, we will think about that later.
These are my answers:
What makes you think he won’t?
I’m a stranger, and people like him (probably) hate strangers.
I emerged from nowhere, he barely even know me, and I added him? What will he think? It’s like adding Jake Gyllenhaal’s email and force him to talk to you. why would he talk to you, huh, stranger?
Why wouldn’t he? It’s like adding Barrack Obama’s email, why would he wants me to be in his contact list? I ain’t Miss World, I ain’t President’s daughter. I am nobody and he is somebody (at least that what’s I think of him.)
Better safe that sorry. I don’t want to be accused a boyfriend-snatcher anymore.
I am a pessimist, darn pessimistic. I am a coward.
I lost my pride once, I lost my pride twice, and I will make sure there is no third time. I have never felt this way. I am an onion peel, so fragile that by one gentle touch, I will be destroyed forever. You might find this hilarious, but for me, the one who felt this anguish since a year and months ago, it certainly isn’t. I gave up chances of happiness (sorry you guys) for a dream of impossibility. Hopelessness.
p/s: if you want to tell me to forget him, sure, if you can prove me that you can forget eating or drinking. Don’t drink and eat, or watch TV, or pee ever again. Can you do that? If you can’t, fuck off okay.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Dream In Nap, Intensely Emotive.
Before you read this entry, please set The Lima – Kau Ada Dia on your playlist. If you don’t have, kindly download it.
I had another dream last night.
(okay okay, I admit, I’m a dreamer. Stop judging me. I slept better than you. You’re just jealous. Shut up, jealous!)
Last night in the Group Chat Forevet (it’s the name of the club, not a typo) club, I disclosed that I missed someone, so much. Therefore, I need them to make me laugh which as usual, they succeed. And it is out of topic already.
Then I went to sleep..
I was at school, and he was there. We talked intimately, very warm.. we even jokes. I think I wasn’t his girlfriend in the dream because I asked him too many questions like when I saw the ring in his finger, I asked who gave him that, when a girl smiles at him, I asked who that is. Yeah, when I asked him about the ring, he said he bought it, and put the ring on my hand.
I don’t know why there is an extra house in front of mine, not counting my grandma’s, but in my dream, it was there and it was where he lived, seemingly. I met him, cuddled and everything.
And I don’t understand is what the hell happened to us at the end of my dream. We fought and he rushed to a street (and where does the street came from?) and I followed him. We got hit by a car and despite I bled heavily, I struggled to make my way to him and hold him. He fainted, I guess. Or was he dead? I don’t know.
And I woke up. Crying. I tried to sleep again, hoping that my dream will continue in hospital. Obviously it’s impossible.
This isn’t a joke. I really miss him. I miss him like crazy. I love him. Very ardently. I cannot bear this any longer. I miss him.
God, I beg You, please let me see him again. One second is enough. No, make it a minute. Make no mistake, I don’t want to meet him for I will die of suffocation. I couldn’t breathe when I walk by him. I just want to see him from afar.
If he happens to read this (which I strongly doubt actually), I love you. I don’t want to be some girl, I want to be THE girl. I don’t want to be the sky that you saw every day, I was there but you failed to notice me. Whatever your answer is, I will not be defeated.
And the closing theme for this entry is Invisible by Taylor Swift.
La Fin.
p/s: to someone (I think his name is Jeremy but not so sure.
) who kept whining how poor he is rejected, please lah. You’re getting on my nerves. Me poorer than you okay? At least, SHE knew how you feel, and she is still a friend to you. Me? I love someone who doesn’t even know me! I cannot stand rejection, which is why I never have guts to say. My love story is tragic. and if you really love me, please understand my situation. 
I had another dream last night.
(okay okay, I admit, I’m a dreamer. Stop judging me. I slept better than you. You’re just jealous. Shut up, jealous!)
Last night in the Group Chat Forevet (it’s the name of the club, not a typo) club, I disclosed that I missed someone, so much. Therefore, I need them to make me laugh which as usual, they succeed. And it is out of topic already.
Then I went to sleep..
I was at school, and he was there. We talked intimately, very warm.. we even jokes. I think I wasn’t his girlfriend in the dream because I asked him too many questions like when I saw the ring in his finger, I asked who gave him that, when a girl smiles at him, I asked who that is. Yeah, when I asked him about the ring, he said he bought it, and put the ring on my hand.
I don’t know why there is an extra house in front of mine, not counting my grandma’s, but in my dream, it was there and it was where he lived, seemingly. I met him, cuddled and everything.
And I don’t understand is what the hell happened to us at the end of my dream. We fought and he rushed to a street (and where does the street came from?) and I followed him. We got hit by a car and despite I bled heavily, I struggled to make my way to him and hold him. He fainted, I guess. Or was he dead? I don’t know.
And I woke up. Crying. I tried to sleep again, hoping that my dream will continue in hospital. Obviously it’s impossible.
This isn’t a joke. I really miss him. I miss him like crazy. I love him. Very ardently. I cannot bear this any longer. I miss him.
God, I beg You, please let me see him again. One second is enough. No, make it a minute. Make no mistake, I don’t want to meet him for I will die of suffocation. I couldn’t breathe when I walk by him. I just want to see him from afar.
If he happens to read this (which I strongly doubt actually), I love you. I don’t want to be some girl, I want to be THE girl. I don’t want to be the sky that you saw every day, I was there but you failed to notice me. Whatever your answer is, I will not be defeated.
And the closing theme for this entry is Invisible by Taylor Swift.
La Fin.
p/s: to someone (I think his name is Jeremy but not so sure.
) who kept whining how poor he is rejected, please lah. You’re getting on my nerves. Me poorer than you okay? At least, SHE knew how you feel, and she is still a friend to you. Me? I love someone who doesn’t even know me! I cannot stand rejection, which is why I never have guts to say. My love story is tragic. and if you really love me, please understand my situation.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Wishful Thinking.
This friend of mine, let’s name her X. she told me, she loves that cute guy. Actually, I didn’t find that guy cute, but he’s adorable. Let’s name him H. she talked about H all the times. This H guy is very quiet and shy. according to his classmates, he didn’t even answer the teacher’s question albeit he know the answer. Ah yes, I haven’t tell you, this H guy is really a genius. I was always sitting in a same table with this H, because we have many mutual friends. yet I have never really talked to H. X always asked me to befriend H as in her opinion, I get along with guys easily. In fact, I do. So I managed to talk to him, and we chatted. People asked, how could I get along with him as he was always isolating himself? For me, it wasn’t a hard thing to do.
I am officially a friend to H so the next time we shared a table together, X joined. H, as usual, didn’t talk much. X talked to him, he replied a word. X followed him everywhere. I thought my task was over. One day, X told me that she confessed to H. I didn’t feel surprise because I knew she would do that someday. The next day, X cried and she told me, H rejected her with no apparent reason. She wanted me to ask H why he did that. So I asked.
“why? She isn’t beautiful enough for you?”
“no. she’s fine.”
“then? What’s wrong? I thought everything’s okay between you two.”
“everything’s okay.”
“so?”
“it’s just that I’m in love with someone else.”
“ohh, no wonder. So who is this lucky girl? Is she your girlfriend? I never knew you have one.”
“no, she doesn’t know.”
So I told X. she didn’t want to accept the truth so she kept on bugging H, hoping that someday he will accept her.
One fine day, at the end of school day, after extra classes, H waited for me. Everyone’s home already. H asked me, can he accept X? I said, they both look good as couple. He then asked me won’t I be jealous. I said, no and he hold my hand and look at me in the eyes..
And said..
The lucky girl you asked the other day is you.
I was like, oh shit! Oh shit!
But it feels good.. You don't have to make the efforts, and suddenly, someone loves you. Ahh nice..
when he was about to kiss me, (he tilted his head already..)..
I woke up. Huhu..
the first paragraph wasn’t a dream, the second is. I now wonder, what if the second paragraph isn’t a dream too? What will X thinks? I am not the one who asks him to fall for me. and remember, she was the one who told me to befriend H. and what if I accept H’s proposal? I mean, he’s intelligent, and quiet too. Totally my type. Then again, it isn’t real. Though he is a real man, H does not love me. that’s reality.
p/s: the H and X wasn’t their names’ initial letters. I just love the letters. That’s all.
I am officially a friend to H so the next time we shared a table together, X joined. H, as usual, didn’t talk much. X talked to him, he replied a word. X followed him everywhere. I thought my task was over. One day, X told me that she confessed to H. I didn’t feel surprise because I knew she would do that someday. The next day, X cried and she told me, H rejected her with no apparent reason. She wanted me to ask H why he did that. So I asked.
“why? She isn’t beautiful enough for you?”
“no. she’s fine.”
“then? What’s wrong? I thought everything’s okay between you two.”
“everything’s okay.”
“so?”
“it’s just that I’m in love with someone else.”
“ohh, no wonder. So who is this lucky girl? Is she your girlfriend? I never knew you have one.”
“no, she doesn’t know.”
So I told X. she didn’t want to accept the truth so she kept on bugging H, hoping that someday he will accept her.
One fine day, at the end of school day, after extra classes, H waited for me. Everyone’s home already. H asked me, can he accept X? I said, they both look good as couple. He then asked me won’t I be jealous. I said, no and he hold my hand and look at me in the eyes..
And said..
The lucky girl you asked the other day is you.
I was like, oh shit! Oh shit!
But it feels good.. You don't have to make the efforts, and suddenly, someone loves you. Ahh nice..
when he was about to kiss me, (he tilted his head already..)..
I woke up. Huhu..
the first paragraph wasn’t a dream, the second is. I now wonder, what if the second paragraph isn’t a dream too? What will X thinks? I am not the one who asks him to fall for me. and remember, she was the one who told me to befriend H. and what if I accept H’s proposal? I mean, he’s intelligent, and quiet too. Totally my type. Then again, it isn’t real. Though he is a real man, H does not love me. that’s reality.
p/s: the H and X wasn’t their names’ initial letters. I just love the letters. That’s all.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Never-Ending Conflicts.
80 millions and one word, one word from him will kill me at once.
Real Madrid, stupid moneyed covetous bastards. First Kaka, and now Ronnie? Stupid. I hope the second he confirms the transfer, a car, big car run into him and break his leg. That way he couldn’t play for Madrid, and that’s what he’s going to pay for leaving Manchester United. Then Madrid will regret buying him, 80 millions and they have a paralyzed football player.
You sick dimwitted whining son of a bitch! You don’t respect the old man. Who are you now is what he gave you. He put the spotlights above you, and you threatening him of moving to Madrid just because he didn’t inform you that you were to play as a striker? Well, I tell you. He has no problem of winning the titles before, without you. He created many stars, just like he created you and he has no problem creating another star to replace you. It’s your lost baby, it’s yours.
I want to believe you, but I can’t. Now, you said you wanted to stay, the next 20 minutes, you will declare that you want to play for Madrid.
There’s no future in Madrid.
If you leave, I will not follow you. I’ll bid goodbye and that’s it. I will not see you again nor watch you play.
There’s other talented players (and cute) who don’t whine.
p/s: please don’t go for Paris Hilton. She’s not that into you. I am. Yeah, just don’t. I do not wish to see you next in Paris’s sex tape. Anyway, i love you. tsk!
Real Madrid, stupid moneyed covetous bastards. First Kaka, and now Ronnie? Stupid. I hope the second he confirms the transfer, a car, big car run into him and break his leg. That way he couldn’t play for Madrid, and that’s what he’s going to pay for leaving Manchester United. Then Madrid will regret buying him, 80 millions and they have a paralyzed football player.
You sick dimwitted whining son of a bitch! You don’t respect the old man. Who are you now is what he gave you. He put the spotlights above you, and you threatening him of moving to Madrid just because he didn’t inform you that you were to play as a striker? Well, I tell you. He has no problem of winning the titles before, without you. He created many stars, just like he created you and he has no problem creating another star to replace you. It’s your lost baby, it’s yours.
I want to believe you, but I can’t. Now, you said you wanted to stay, the next 20 minutes, you will declare that you want to play for Madrid.
There’s no future in Madrid.
If you leave, I will not follow you. I’ll bid goodbye and that’s it. I will not see you again nor watch you play.
There’s other talented players (and cute) who don’t whine.
p/s: please don’t go for Paris Hilton. She’s not that into you. I am. Yeah, just don’t. I do not wish to see you next in Paris’s sex tape. Anyway, i love you. tsk!
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Patently, someone had launched personal attacks on me.
He alleged that I’m so devoted to Manchester United because I love Ronnie. He also idiotically alleged that I love Ronnie after he is a big cheese.
Good lord, have you never heard of PREFERENCES?
I like Manchester United and I PREFER him. It’s like you PREFER Lionel Messi, or Gerrard, or Torres. It’s perfectly fine for you, but when it comes to me, why is it suddenly a crime? Because I’m a girl? That’s racist. I don’t have to tell you what’s racist, do I?
For the umpteenth times I have to repeat myself, I support Manchester United and it has NOTHING to do with Ronnie. Not even a bit!
I support Manchester United because I like Ronnie?
Preposterous. It’s like saying I love my mother because she gave birth to my brother. My brother is cute (at least that was I thought when he was a baby) so I love my mother. Doesn’t make any sense does it? I love my mother even if she didn’t give me a brother. Get it?
I like Ronnie after he became a superstar.
Wow, anomalous. Let me ask you something, do you like or love, or a biggest fan of an artist BEFORE they became one? And I shall answer on your behalf. NO, YOU DON’T EVEN
Anyway.. Why in the world did you attack me?! I was bickering about football with someone else and from nowhere you emerged and attack me, ON MY PERSONAL LIFE. What has gotten into you?!
Dude, you really need to stop. I know your friends, and I damn know your family *stories*. You don’t want me to attack you using your personal life, don’t you? You completely aware that if I do the same to you, it’ll be more wounding, needless to say, disgraceful, don’t you?
This is so unlike me but what you did was utterly insolent.
This is my first, very first warning.
Withdraw this battle or prolong it, your call.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Speechless
i have nothing to update, really. so i just put these images.
found this in house. cool. killed. blood's everywhere. and the black blood! how cool is that! i want to keep it as pet but mum attacked it first. poor creature. i thought scorpion only exists in deserts. apparently, it also exists outside my house. cooool. i've seen a boar already. i'm waiting for forest cat, or forest chicken next. what are their correct names? nevermind. yeah, forest cat and forest chicken. living in a deep jungle is damn exciting. *sarcastic
*gasp* VIDIC. i was like, "woah nemanja!" asked her but she and vidic aren't related. at all. *frown.
bored so took a picture with Nessie. see the house? got garden already. chio!
and finally, message for Jeremy.help me again please? if you're not busy lah..
pretty please...
Monday, June 08, 2009
Name
not mine!i quit smoking LONG time ago.
i'm a good girl now.
but i miss the hands who used to hold me after he smokes. i miss his scent. i miss him.
tsk! but that rarely happen. once in a blue moon!
Sunday, June 07, 2009
Sisters.
Have you ever watched The Other Boleyn Girl movie?
It’s interesting. Natalie Portman and Scarlet Johansson played the Boleyn girls, Scarlet as Mary the angel sister and Natalie as Anne the evil sister.
Anne wasn’t wicked at the beginning of the story. She was originally the one who was chosen to be the King’s mistress as Mary had already married. However, the King was wounded when they were hunting, and their uncle Thomas who was the King’s best man and was responsible of choosing his mistress, replaced Anne with Mary to nurse the King, causing the King to fall for Mary instead, Anne was furious. Mary didn’t want to be the King’s mistress as she was already married, but her husband took the King’s offer and divorced her. Anne forgave her sister and they were summoned to Court with his brother, George. The marriages of the nobles are in king’s hand at that time. The King’s words are everything. Anne was in love with Henry Percy, a noble who had betrothed to a girl from a noble family. Henry loved her too so they married secretly. George informed Mary about the secret marriage. Anne disagreed and she told their father and uncle about that scandal, for Anne’s sake. After some arguments, Anne was sent to France. Anne alleged that all Mary’s deeds were merely to throw her away so she could be at ease in the king’s arms.
Mary’s love towards the King gradually blossomed. She was carrying his baby, and since she almost experienced a miscarriage, they put her under a strict supervision; they even made her room dark as dungeon. Thomas the uncle was worried that the King will forget about Mary, so they summoned Anne back. They need her help to make the king to keep Mary in mind.
Anne returned as a girl who filled with vengeance and ambition. She made the king besotted and ignored Mary even when Mary had given birth to a son. She told the king to send Mary to the country. Mary was dismayed but she didn’t hate her. With the bewitched king under her, she turns against the queen and made him divorce her.
And.. I won’t tell you the rest of the story. Watch it. I admire Natalie Portman’s acting, really. But I preferred Keira Knightley since her British accent is so clear. I think the story was a history about Queen Elizabeth.
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Thank god I don’t have a sister. Because you know, when you have a sister, people will make a comparison. Say if I have a sister. Younger sister. These will be the consequences.
1. people will say she is better than me.
2. they will say she is beautiful and interesting than me.
3. she will have more privileges than me mainly because she is the youngest.
4. when she is wrong, mum will blame me but turn her eyes close on her, because she is my sister.
5. mum say I should let her have or do what she wants, because I am older.
6. she will have more clothes than me, because she is my sister.
7. dad will give her more chocolates because he loves her more.
8. she will use my laptop as she pleases. Mum tells me to let her use. Then the sister sign in to my email and whoring with my friends.
9. apparently she talk to arip the mate.
10. arip likes her and starts to ask me about the sister.
11. arip will ignore me because I am boring compared to my interesting young and beautiful sister.
12. then I will have no friends compared to my sister.
13. ngahan will love my sister more because she is beautiful, and interesting.
14. and my other brothers too. They will no longer talk to me because I am boring.
15. my sister will flirt with my ex. I am furious but mum say, “biar kan tia lai.. adimu jua tu.. sama2 bah..”
16. then my ex will fall in love with my sister, because she is a better person than me.
17. I meet a guy and plan to marry him. When the wedding day, my sister said she also want to marry. Then mum say let her marry first, because she is my sister.
So, there goes the evil sister. Sister is equal to destruction.
Don’t give me a sister. Everybody loves me, I don’t want to share it. Everybody care for me, only me. Mum and dad love their one and only daughter, arip loves her one and only best friend. Ngahan will love me as one me, adik will love his only sister, taytay will only love me. They all love me as one and only! So be it!
It’s interesting. Natalie Portman and Scarlet Johansson played the Boleyn girls, Scarlet as Mary the angel sister and Natalie as Anne the evil sister.
Anne wasn’t wicked at the beginning of the story. She was originally the one who was chosen to be the King’s mistress as Mary had already married. However, the King was wounded when they were hunting, and their uncle Thomas who was the King’s best man and was responsible of choosing his mistress, replaced Anne with Mary to nurse the King, causing the King to fall for Mary instead, Anne was furious. Mary didn’t want to be the King’s mistress as she was already married, but her husband took the King’s offer and divorced her. Anne forgave her sister and they were summoned to Court with his brother, George. The marriages of the nobles are in king’s hand at that time. The King’s words are everything. Anne was in love with Henry Percy, a noble who had betrothed to a girl from a noble family. Henry loved her too so they married secretly. George informed Mary about the secret marriage. Anne disagreed and she told their father and uncle about that scandal, for Anne’s sake. After some arguments, Anne was sent to France. Anne alleged that all Mary’s deeds were merely to throw her away so she could be at ease in the king’s arms.
Mary’s love towards the King gradually blossomed. She was carrying his baby, and since she almost experienced a miscarriage, they put her under a strict supervision; they even made her room dark as dungeon. Thomas the uncle was worried that the King will forget about Mary, so they summoned Anne back. They need her help to make the king to keep Mary in mind.
Anne returned as a girl who filled with vengeance and ambition. She made the king besotted and ignored Mary even when Mary had given birth to a son. She told the king to send Mary to the country. Mary was dismayed but she didn’t hate her. With the bewitched king under her, she turns against the queen and made him divorce her.
And.. I won’t tell you the rest of the story. Watch it. I admire Natalie Portman’s acting, really. But I preferred Keira Knightley since her British accent is so clear. I think the story was a history about Queen Elizabeth.
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Thank god I don’t have a sister. Because you know, when you have a sister, people will make a comparison. Say if I have a sister. Younger sister. These will be the consequences.
1. people will say she is better than me.
2. they will say she is beautiful and interesting than me.
3. she will have more privileges than me mainly because she is the youngest.
4. when she is wrong, mum will blame me but turn her eyes close on her, because she is my sister.
5. mum say I should let her have or do what she wants, because I am older.
6. she will have more clothes than me, because she is my sister.
7. dad will give her more chocolates because he loves her more.
8. she will use my laptop as she pleases. Mum tells me to let her use. Then the sister sign in to my email and whoring with my friends.
9. apparently she talk to arip the mate.
10. arip likes her and starts to ask me about the sister.
11. arip will ignore me because I am boring compared to my interesting young and beautiful sister.
12. then I will have no friends compared to my sister.
13. ngahan will love my sister more because she is beautiful, and interesting.
14. and my other brothers too. They will no longer talk to me because I am boring.
15. my sister will flirt with my ex. I am furious but mum say, “biar kan tia lai.. adimu jua tu.. sama2 bah..”
16. then my ex will fall in love with my sister, because she is a better person than me.
17. I meet a guy and plan to marry him. When the wedding day, my sister said she also want to marry. Then mum say let her marry first, because she is my sister.
So, there goes the evil sister. Sister is equal to destruction.
Don’t give me a sister. Everybody loves me, I don’t want to share it. Everybody care for me, only me. Mum and dad love their one and only daughter, arip loves her one and only best friend. Ngahan will love me as one me, adik will love his only sister, taytay will only love me. They all love me as one and only! So be it!
The Chats.
Okay kids.. Before we start, I want you to take a deep breath and meditate with me a moment.
Al-Fatihah…
Condolences to my brothers who lost their grandma… err, when was it? I forgot..
She wasn’t my grandma, technically.
I’m sorry too that I cannot be there besides my big brother during the devastating moment. If I were there, I would give him a BIG tight hug just to comfort him. I want to see him cry, actually. Teeehehehehe!
Update: just talked to him, and apparently he felt nothing about that, so kindly scratch the “BIG tight hug” part. He doesn’t need that. He’s strong. Amazingly strong! Say if it happens to me, losing my grandma would be so devastating that I would need him around – or anyone. If I were in his shoes, I would still be crying at the time speaking. Sigh.
Okay, enough with the crap. We shall proceed to my chatlogs.
These are some conversations with the mate, since last year. Kill me, yes! It’s damn funny! I want to unleash it to the world. Aiseh telampau!
Session Start: Saturday, June 21, 2008
me: if ada bni2 kcau ko, capi2, mau ko mmbagi emailmu kn?
me: krg di distribute nya emailmu...
A6: nda plg ku mauu tuu.
me: yataaa..
A6: yatahh ikt urg yg ngurat~
a6: mun rmai2 nda pyh. mun ya sorg ja. bleh lahh.
me: ahaa bnr tuu..
me: eh tpi pnah kn bni2 urat ko ramai2? xp
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me: sasak jua ku kalo ko ngalah labih2..
A6: hahaa.
a6: nda jua labih2.
A6: mun labih2 "awu aku pasti ya skul chung hwa kb, salah tah ku tu tdi"
me: hahahahahaha ada g tuuuu
Session Start: Sunday, July 20, 2008
me: ahaha nkn
me: aku bgn pkul 7 lalu
a5: nkn~ apa tuuu
A6: hahahaa
A6: ouhh
me: eh take off ku ehh
me: kn jln kuu
A6: ohhh bah
A6: apa nkn kan?
me: bahbah
me: antam ko
A6: ehh
A6: aku btnyaa
A6: asteeeeeee
A6: apakn nkn?
A6: apa bnrnya ko kn type tuu? *majal
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Session Start: Friday, August 15, 2008
A6: ehh hamster dpt kluar lubang pintu bawah atu? tikus dpt ah.
myzah: dapat kali ahh
myzah: hamster ani tikus jua kali ahh
me: ahah pikirnya kucing kalii
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Session Start: Sunday, August 10, 2008
me: ngaleh kuu
me: ngusut ne bila naleh. damn~~
A6: ahhaha
A6. Where Amazin: jfn ngusut
A6. Where Amazin: jgn*
A6. Where Amazin: huhuuu
me: jfn!
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A6: ya tnya mcm bni anak ku.
me: yata ku bsmangat mliat bapaku tuu
A6: man*
A6: mnaa*
A6: bodoh eh
me: hahahahahaahahaha
A6: fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!
me: kn dluruskn, tpi slh jua
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A6: mcm nda tau sala
A6: saja*
me: "bhapa ko?" "nadaa. salasala.."
A6: kimaXXXxx
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when i was writing this entry, i left the mate's window open. and we didn't talk much. grrr.. sorry yaw! ko baca lah. talor. banyak lagi tu. malas ku edit. ngalih ku. and some conversations are private. hahahaha!
tani saja tau. *kirai2.
nanti lagi. bah, sayonara!
Al-Fatihah…
Condolences to my brothers who lost their grandma… err, when was it? I forgot..
She wasn’t my grandma, technically.
I’m sorry too that I cannot be there besides my big brother during the devastating moment. If I were there, I would give him a BIG tight hug just to comfort him. I want to see him cry, actually. Teeehehehehe!
Update: just talked to him, and apparently he felt nothing about that, so kindly scratch the “BIG tight hug” part. He doesn’t need that. He’s strong. Amazingly strong! Say if it happens to me, losing my grandma would be so devastating that I would need him around – or anyone. If I were in his shoes, I would still be crying at the time speaking. Sigh.
Okay, enough with the crap. We shall proceed to my chatlogs.
These are some conversations with the mate, since last year. Kill me, yes! It’s damn funny! I want to unleash it to the world. Aiseh telampau!
Session Start: Saturday, June 21, 2008
me: if ada bni2 kcau ko, capi2, mau ko mmbagi emailmu kn?
me: krg di distribute nya emailmu...
A6: nda plg ku mauu tuu.
me: yataaa..
A6: yatahh ikt urg yg ngurat~
a6: mun rmai2 nda pyh. mun ya sorg ja. bleh lahh.
me: ahaa bnr tuu..
me: eh tpi pnah kn bni2 urat ko ramai2? xp
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me: sasak jua ku kalo ko ngalah labih2..
A6: hahaa.
a6: nda jua labih2.
A6: mun labih2 "awu aku pasti ya skul chung hwa kb, salah tah ku tu tdi"
me: hahahahahaha ada g tuuuu
Session Start: Sunday, July 20, 2008
me: ahaha nkn
me: aku bgn pkul 7 lalu
a5: nkn~ apa tuuu
A6: hahahaa
A6: ouhh
me: eh take off ku ehh
me: kn jln kuu
A6: ohhh bah
A6: apa nkn kan?
me: bahbah
me: antam ko
A6: ehh
A6: aku btnyaa
A6: asteeeeeee
A6: apakn nkn?
A6: apa bnrnya ko kn type tuu? *majal
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Session Start: Friday, August 15, 2008
A6: ehh hamster dpt kluar lubang pintu bawah atu? tikus dpt ah.
myzah: dapat kali ahh
myzah: hamster ani tikus jua kali ahh
me: ahah pikirnya kucing kalii
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Session Start: Sunday, August 10, 2008
me: ngaleh kuu
me: ngusut ne bila naleh. damn~~
A6: ahhaha
A6. Where Amazin: jfn ngusut
A6. Where Amazin: jgn*
A6. Where Amazin: huhuuu
me: jfn!
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A6: ya tnya mcm bni anak ku.
me: yata ku bsmangat mliat bapaku tuu
A6: man*
A6: mnaa*
A6: bodoh eh
me: hahahahahaahahaha
A6: fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!
me: kn dluruskn, tpi slh jua
~~~~~
A6: mcm nda tau sala
A6: saja*
me: "bhapa ko?" "nadaa. salasala.."
A6: kimaXXXxx
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when i was writing this entry, i left the mate's window open. and we didn't talk much. grrr.. sorry yaw! ko baca lah. talor. banyak lagi tu. malas ku edit. ngalih ku. and some conversations are private. hahahaha!
tani saja tau. *kirai2.
nanti lagi. bah, sayonara!
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
Forgotten Riddle
The story began..
We, as usual, mate and I were having a chat about football. About Ronnie, Kiko, Teves. We were discussing about who’s in and who’s out, why, and when. According to the mate, Teves will be joining the Fools. And he said, Manchester have always bought infamous player..
shahrazen?
sorry. pemain dpmm rupanya tuuI know some DPMM’s players, but I wanted to tease him more, so I google some QAF players. Guess what I found.
the name seems familiar.. Hamizan Aziz. i wasn't sure so i called the "name's" cousin, in the middle of the night and asked him about the name's father. and he told me. and i was shocked. he IS really someone i knew!
so i google his name. and found SO MANY websites with his name!
annoying joke of the day:
me : aku nangis dgr lagu taylor swift bah. caya ko?
A6. : hahaha.
A6. : inda ku caya.
A6. : i can't believe it!
me: -_____________________________-
We, as usual, mate and I were having a chat about football. About Ronnie, Kiko, Teves. We were discussing about who’s in and who’s out, why, and when. According to the mate, Teves will be joining the Fools. And he said, Manchester have always bought infamous player..
man utd ambil urg yang inda famous ah.sapa? Ivan Jerkovic?
shahrazen?
sorry. pemain dpmm rupanya tuuI know some DPMM’s players, but I wanted to tease him more, so I google some QAF players. Guess what I found.
the name seems familiar.. Hamizan Aziz. i wasn't sure so i called the "name's" cousin, in the middle of the night and asked him about the name's father. and he told me. and i was shocked. he IS really someone i knew!so i google his name. and found SO MANY websites with his name!
and, the.. i don't know what's the best word to describe this.. the GREATEST part of all is that.. he is SEVEN! 7! TUJUH! of all numbers, he played SEVEN! he is someone i know, and he played SEVEN! SEVEN for God's sake! Good Lord! it's SEVEN! my lucky number, my beloved number, my prince charming's number, my dream guy's number! damn, he better play well. he needs to play well! its seven. yeoh majal... tampar tia ahaha!
rising star? are you kidding me? i want to see him play. seriously. and now, all i want to do is scream at his face! and somehow i miss the times when he was still a small kid. time travels fast. he is a big kid already. tskk~
p/s: sorry urg semalam. sekadar kan.. ahahaha!
p/p/s: i think i fell in love udah. anybody, gtaukan mijan, i love you! hahahahahaha! inda dpt CR7, HA7 jaditah.. HAHAHA inda bah. telampau... telampau.. hanya dia dihati. asehhh! asehhhhhhhh! asehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! TELAMPAUUUUUU..
annoying joke of the day:
me : aku nangis dgr lagu taylor swift bah. caya ko?
A6. : hahaha.
A6. : inda ku caya.
A6. : i can't believe it!
me: -_____________________________-
Monday, June 01, 2009
Just Another Entry
I’m tired of you asking me to be your girl. I’m tired of repeating myself. I don’t know about you, but being rejected by THE SAME person over and over again is a vast humiliation! Don’t, please just don’t ask me again, for my answer to you will be a same NO, just like three years ago. It will not change, never will. You know why? I do not want to be just a girl; I do not want to be a blanket to shelter you from loneliness that you felt whenever you’re single. I want to be special, and you failed to make me feel such. I worth more than that, I am somebody. I have my feelings too. Please, stop it already.
Jeremy said: kill him!
p/s: it has nothing to do with Jeremy. it is someone whom i know more than 5 years, and kept on asking me to be his girlfriend, when he is single. it's sickening, really. he doesn't really care for me, he just want a girlfriend. pathetic!
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Jeremy’s blogskin. Where got guy make skin like that! So disgusting can! I’m waiting for him to come back from wherever he is now. So stupid! btw, i censorred the blog posts. -___-
- Nes
- 19, Female. Loves orange, Manchester United and XBOX 360. Languages used in this blog are English, Malay and some Chinese.
