Omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg.

I swear, someone could come up to me and attempt to to stick a grenade in my mouth, I would still be ecstatic, and pissing my pants.
You know why ?
You know why ?
You know why ?
You wanna know why ?

COS I GOT SUNBURST TICKETS, BEEYOTCH.

You know how orgasmic-ly awesome that is ?
Cos I do.

Okay, so this year's lineup aint as good as lastyears, but lets be realistic, puhreety much nothing can top Incubus. (:
Am totalleh looking forward to seeing Joe again, though.
Oh oh, Sa & I are gonna be on our own ! (:

I'm PMS-ing like a bitch, I tell you.
But, on the bright side, I'm watching Alvin & The Chipmunks.
So cuuuuute. (:

p/s : I am so over all this.
pp / s : I'm killing myself for a dog. I waaaant one so bad. I miss my big baby laa.
ppp / s : No, I dont do Valentines. (:

Fuck you.
I am so sick and tired of all your fucking bullshit.
Of how you throw your shit in my face.
Youre having a bad day, go fucking break your knuckles against the wall.
Newsflash, I am not your fucking wall.
I fucking hate you making comments about how I 'patronize' you, when all I do is ask.
It is common courtesy.
Keep screaming, scream till your throat fucking bleeds, I just dont give a fuck anymore.

Everytime, I feel like slitting my throat, just so I dont have to fucking listen to you.
This, all of this, has got to fucking stop.
Before I lose my fucking mind.

I'm plonked infrontve the tv watching some Indonesian shit drama, losing all feeling of my bum.
Amazing right ?
Have you seen my bum ?
It is HUUUGE, mafakka.

Okay, hi.
Indecencies aside.
I'm totalleh looking forward to the long weekend, which by my rules, are going to consist of pretty much nothing, but sleeping.
Come to think of it, I could totalleh go to sleep right now, but I am beside myself with hunger, result of not consuming anything proper since day before yesterday.
EAT MANDA, EAT. Goddammit.

I have missed going gila on the back of Kane's motorbike.
Have you ever been on the back of a bike ?
Fuun, bitch, fuuun.

I have nothing to blog about.
I command all of you to go bore yourself with something else :D

And I think I got a marriage proposal.
Ugh, whatevs.
I'm so over boys.
Lets find me a girlfriend, baybee.

I realised how much I hate guys who leave the toilet seat up.
How weird, right ?

Once they shove religion in your face, society doesn't have the balls to look past that.

Hii.
Wow, blogging no longer feels like something I wanna do. It feels like an obligation.
But it's prolly cos I'm just so damn tired.
And my toes are numb. Fabulous.
HAHAH.

Been texting Arai everyday, just cos I miss him (:
Getting in touch with the people who had fallen off the face of the universe (not that I helped much, with my shitty skills and keeping intouch), is funn. (:

Being on the field everyday, has not as such helped my skin much.
I am now as dark as night, joy unbounded.

Saw Kaney yesterday (and yes, I totalleh nicked his watch again).
He told me to stop disappearing.
I admittedly have lots a few kgs since the new year, but nothing I'm happy with yet.
So, sorry honey. (;

I miss Ash laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Hesh. ):

p/s : holy shitcakes, you are repulsively pathetic ! (:

Holy Jesus, I am so fucking tired.
And I'm black.

Slightly overdue.

Happy birthday,
Mohammad Al-Araff Zahil Shah.
youre amazing and I adore you.


On another hand it's almost 3am, and I've kinda just woken up.
Fuck me.

Nur Adzwan bin Zainuddin
&&
Ahmad Haikal bin Ahmad Nasar.


Heeheee. Puas da ?

Yesterday was one of the best days I've had in awhile.

After bumming at Kannas with my boys, I came home and bummed till it was time to go to church. I've always hated 5.30mass, but Sa was reading. Got a text from Ash, literally after being seated for 5minutes, cos (surprisingly) she was in church too. Sam and I had like, a furious case of the giggles, which kept us choking back laughter all throughout mass, even when Sa was reading, which led Ash to text me, saying :
"Stop laughing at her, bitch."
Which almost made me pee my pants. Saw Ash after mass, and threw my arms around my little oompa looma.

(I am still totally serious. So how, beautiful ? Wanna date me ?
And no, I have no shame. Loveyoulah.)

In the car on the way home, Lewis calls, telling me he's coming over. Had actually planned on seeing him earlier in the week, but plans fuckedup. He was over by 7.
Lay in bed and talked. The last time I saw him, it was still slightly awkward, but was totally at ease lying next to him. I missed him so much, it actually hurt. Barely even realised that we'd been in bed for over 2hours, till Momma knocked on my door. Walked him down, and in the middle of the road, the boy picked me up. I loved how it felt like we were in our own world again.
I love you, Lew. (:

p/s : "I love closing my eyes, and knowing youll be there when I open them. You dont know how many times I closed my eyes and you were there, and when I opened my eyes, you were gone."
Funny how a few months ago, that would've meant something to me. But not anymore.

Keith Jason Pinto & Eric Noel Hendroff.
Fuck, I love my boys. (:
Bumming in Kannas after class with the boys.
Sat at Kannas for over 2hours, just catching up.
I didnt realise how much I missed these kids. (:


When I came home, Sa though it'd be funny to lock Sam and I on her balcony, and call us her 'pets.'
Lovely isnt she ?
Loveyoulah.
<3