Greeting, humans.
I got that tittle from one of my brother's song, Loose Words. And i thought it would go with this post. Here goes.
How you'd feel if somebody promised to give you this 'thing' but later you found out that the person gave it to somebody else? Frustrated? Angry? Upset? Pissed off? Think about it.
I thought i'd blog something before i'm off to Nadia's crib to finish off my art. And i think i've ignored my blog for far too long.
I'm dying to know how the Comeback Kid gig was. No, i did not went to the gig but i'm fine with it. Guess, i'm gonna find out from Asy'Ari on Monday.
Well, i'm out. Will blog soon.
.e.n.d.
Always is, never was
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Fucking Monday.
I hate today! I fucking hate today! I was late for school today. But Mr. Wong let us off. So i was cool with that. Then i don't know what happened me, but i was sick. My whole body was aching so bad that i couldn't even sit up straight during malay lesson. I was freaking weak that i didn't even talk. I was damn quiet. Sheila and Syafiqah insisted me to go home.
But the lady in the office told me that i can only go home if someone fetch me home. I was like what the fuck sia. All of my friends who went home didn't have anybody to fetch them. And yet they were allowed to go home. Bullshit sia. But i didn't want to make any commotion, so i said it was ok. 'Cause i know my mom must be busy working.
I slept all the way during social studies period. And i don't even know a single thing about what Miss Hamidah taught. And i believe she finished teaching the whole of chapter 6 or was it 7. Gah... But you wanna know the worst part of today?
Somebody fucking stole my PSP. Fucker sia. Not only me, Farah pon. And i fucking curse that whoever stole my PSP will live his/her life a living hell. And fucking die in a fucking tragic accident. And when that person die, i'd go to their grave and shit on it. That's for stealing my damn PSP.
Fucking stupid sia. And i don't fucking care if that person is a guy or a girl. Or an aunty or an uncle. That person will live a living hell.
Went back home straight after school. I couldn't bare the pain anymore. I didn't even go for the damn study programme. Bad luck sia. And it's only the first day of school. Tsk.
But the lady in the office told me that i can only go home if someone fetch me home. I was like what the fuck sia. All of my friends who went home didn't have anybody to fetch them. And yet they were allowed to go home. Bullshit sia. But i didn't want to make any commotion, so i said it was ok. 'Cause i know my mom must be busy working.
I slept all the way during social studies period. And i don't even know a single thing about what Miss Hamidah taught. And i believe she finished teaching the whole of chapter 6 or was it 7. Gah... But you wanna know the worst part of today?
Somebody fucking stole my PSP. Fucker sia. Not only me, Farah pon. And i fucking curse that whoever stole my PSP will live his/her life a living hell. And fucking die in a fucking tragic accident. And when that person die, i'd go to their grave and shit on it. That's for stealing my damn PSP.
Fucking stupid sia. And i don't fucking care if that person is a guy or a girl. Or an aunty or an uncle. That person will live a living hell.
Went back home straight after school. I couldn't bare the pain anymore. I didn't even go for the damn study programme. Bad luck sia. And it's only the first day of school. Tsk.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Be The One.
"You can be the one who just sits there and wait for it to happen, or be the one that makes it happen. And you have been waiting long enough."
And i think Maznah is right. But fuck, i don't even have the guts and the courage to do it. I was wow-ed when she said that to me. And i'm not even sure that there is such word as wow-ed.
Art have been quite fun. Of course with the gerek people around. But of course it is damn tiring. Played water with Hasyer yesterday. Perangai macam primary school sak. You know those water-gun-like bottles? The one where you pull the trigger and it will squirt out water. We use those to spray it on our paint so it won't be dryed out. But we play with it instead. Damn fun but stupid at the same time. Going for another art lesson tomorrow and that's it. I freaking need my break. I have been coming back home quite late these two days. I'm doing this for the sake of attendance lah siak!
Happy Stalking!
.e.n.d.
And i think Maznah is right. But fuck, i don't even have the guts and the courage to do it. I was wow-ed when she said that to me. And i'm not even sure that there is such word as wow-ed.
Art have been quite fun. Of course with the gerek people around. But of course it is damn tiring. Played water with Hasyer yesterday. Perangai macam primary school sak. You know those water-gun-like bottles? The one where you pull the trigger and it will squirt out water. We use those to spray it on our paint so it won't be dryed out. But we play with it instead. Damn fun but stupid at the same time. Going for another art lesson tomorrow and that's it. I freaking need my break. I have been coming back home quite late these two days. I'm doing this for the sake of attendance lah siak!
Happy Stalking!
.e.n.d.
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