tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54848972011-04-22T11:17:22.252+08:00z a n n as c r i b b l e s *gist releasednoreply@blogger.comBlogger1601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1113495192732070702005-04-15T00:11:00.000+08:002005-04-15T00:13:12.733+08:00sis walks into my room.sister: happy birthday!me=silly grin.sister: money or present?this was a first. naturally, i opted for money.. heh.gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1110915717619437062005-03-15T23:37:00.000+08:002005-03-22T03:32:44.476+08:00it's been awhile...poooopooooop boy.i turn eighteen in one month... how can i turn eighteen in one month and still am afraid of the dark? how can i turn eighteen in one month and still sulk after pompom boy ripped my elmo :( apart? how can i turn eighteen in one month when i still feel like someone who's not turning eighteen in one month?gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1109186863618201422005-02-24T03:06:00.000+08:002005-02-24T04:04:28.773+08:00tisbury lane.i'd never thought that a song could have such an effect on me - make me feel serene.. but it was just that. hearing the strumming of the guitar booming through the speakers as i sat in the dark with nothing disturbing my peace except for the few occasional sound coming from the road.the song and his hypnotic voice engulfed me with a sense of ease that i had miss for the past week gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1108712078323305652005-02-18T15:31:00.000+08:002005-02-18T15:37:09.626+08:00i hate the weathergist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1108407362182196452005-02-15T02:45:00.000+08:002005-02-15T15:53:45.726+08:00the thing about relationships is that you become so dependent on the other person so suddenly (and yet not so suddenly because it was so unconscious and gradual) that one day (and every other day after that) you forgot you swore and thought once upon a time never to be jealous, never to demand, never to expect, never to want, never to insist, never to throw tantrum, never to coerce, never to gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1108140131972061072005-02-12T00:28:00.000+08:002005-02-12T15:20:18.696+08:00we went to the funfair...we went to the funfair...we went to the funfair!king of loops is a fucking crazy ride man. my legs were literally shaking while it was spinning me around up-fucking-side down like when you roll down the hill but not on your sides at full speed(!!!) which i wasn't at all prepared for. i uttered "oh my god" countless of time and screamed like nobody's business during the gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1107968233124150272005-02-10T01:32:00.000+08:002005-02-10T18:49:10.370+08:00The runner and the running.Who's the runner now?
why do people fall in love? what makes people fall in love? circumstances? work? admiration?sincerity? pity? don't know what else to do? love at first sight?
can people fall out of love for the same reasons that made them fall in love? what makes marriages work?
"I don't understand. How do you and mom do it?"
"Do what?"
"Stay married."
He looked gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1107245334400320112005-02-01T15:56:00.000+08:002005-02-01T16:08:54.400+08:00poem time!
no bun drink milo
no gun be hero
no you exam fails
no fun. get zero.
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you are a flower surrounded by water
no one can enter except your lover.
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we go up, we go down.
we dont care if the school burns down.
no more english, no more french
no more sitting on the old school fence.
if the teacher interferes
tie her up and box her ears
if that doesnt serve her rightgist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1106732400091579262005-01-26T17:35:00.000+08:002005-01-26T17:48:06.903+08:00i hope this wont screw up my page.
with my sis.my relatives.played block catching and what have yous with them. played crocodile on the ping pong table with her..and a few others.
i had a cool bike.
dad is coooool.and above, my sis posing for the cam when she was a tiny tot. and my mom!
and now.. sick of my face already?i feel old.. :(
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1106570381934426672005-01-24T20:35:00.000+08:002005-01-24T20:56:07.196+08:00but baby you're the right kind of wrong.
hearing it on tv somehow caught my attention.. bringing back my long lost attraction with travis.
Keeping up appearances
Keeping up with the Jones'
Fooling my selfish heart
Going through the motions
But I'm fooling myself
I'm fooling myself
Cause you say you love me
And then you do it again, you do it again
You say your sorrys
And then you do it again, gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1106390677490568242005-01-22T18:36:00.000+08:002005-01-22T18:44:37.490+08:00it has only been 22 days into the year 2005 but i feel so tired already. what a lazy saturday. with all the buzzling activities going around the neighbourhood, i feel so TIRED and detached from it all. i just want to lay around in bed with my elmo. it would have been better to have a good book. my heart feels like it has been on overdrive, my head feels like it has been doing cartwheels and my gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1106218705817926462005-01-20T18:55:00.000+08:002005-01-21T02:14:18.936+08:00oui?
a skinhead band, ruthless just added me over at myspace. hmmmm i've only got one band in my list of friends and ruthless it is. hmmm .
i've been wanting to blog about this ever since i watched last night's episode of the amazing race. there's this guy in the relationship who's trying his best to be the man but has a silly hellboy hairdo and then there's the sweeeeet sweeet freddy who goes gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1106148190485963762005-01-19T23:16:00.000+08:002005-01-19T23:59:18.383+08:00it's funny how life falls apart and how life falls into place.falling. the word is just made up of so many levels.to fall down, apart, through, into place, into & again. all the layers to a single word.
life is so funny..so full of surprises..so full of individual suffering and triumphs... it's like every single person is in this huge sphere called his/her life.. am i making sense? you know you gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1105374016244545092005-01-11T01:13:00.000+08:002005-01-11T00:26:51.830+08:00i need bunny slippers
i've been sick for the past 3 days. first it was the flu and then came the dreaded brain-frying fever. . i took one panadol which i cut into 4 tinier pieces so that i could swallow without having to gag and have everything come out the way it came in. not very nice. i need a job, still. i miss my boyfriend.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1104603088321463892005-01-02T01:52:00.000+08:002005-01-02T02:11:28.320+08:00new year. same old, same old.
we got stuck in the phone booth when the rain decided to play hide and seek with us just as we were hitching a ride to punggol from good old changi. it was surreal.
we ushered in the new year trying to find carpark 6. let's see..
bbq-ed foods. 3 girls in a tent. threesome jokes. fad farting from outside of the tent. fad in short and tight camo boxer with roxy pinkgist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1104160126725928402004-12-27T22:59:00.000+08:002004-12-28T03:26:28.466+08:00do you say something you're going to do and then change your mind?
my sister is one of those people.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1104002374852962992004-12-26T03:11:00.000+08:002004-12-26T03:19:34.853+08:00i got reminded of something that made my heart lurch just like it had done 2 years ago.
Cold cold keep shaking..Sing sing keep sinking..Let the cars keep swerving..Let the songs keep skipping..Crush crush keep kissing..Shoot shoot keep missing..I used to compare myself but I don't care anymore..I never had it, you never had it..We were young and the sun didn't shine on us..Where is the life you gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1103222680469977362004-12-17T02:43:00.000+08:002004-12-26T00:18:23.326+08:00The girl of your dreams isn't always the girl of your heart. - If Lucy Fell...
hmm think about it..i found it somewhere on the net and it's rather mind-boggling.. on another note,
i want to go to a fun fair.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1103142825714892612004-12-16T04:21:00.000+08:002004-12-26T00:19:13.070+08:00I DONT UNDERSTAND
(angry post)
reasons why i'm fucking pissed.
. i waited the whole day from the moment i woke up til now.
. i was waiting for your call.
. i have to call you because obviously you dont give a rat's ass to give me a call.
.i would have appreciated it if you called me just once. i would have left you alone and not get mad.
.12 plus i call you're outside.ok fine. i wait til you'regist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1102532230686205612004-12-09T02:55:00.000+08:002004-12-09T03:12:55.420+08:00Happy one year to us!
sometimes at night i start thinking of you and ask myself "why", why do i love you? i think and smile because the list could run on for miles. the whisper of your voice, the warmth of your touch, so many little things makes me love you so much. the way you support me, even my silly notions, the way that you care and show such devotion. the way that your kiss fills me with gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1102088512566098402004-12-04T00:00:00.000+08:002004-12-03T23:48:32.556+08:00you can be my danny fuller and i can be your fiona xie. (HAHAHAA)
happy 18th birthday baby!
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1101400165031210172004-11-26T01:27:00.000+08:002004-11-26T00:29:25.030+08:00in a few hours time, 11 to be exact, i'll be meeting up with my secondary school mates for jalan raya. lots of catching up to do! i'm so excited and nervous as well? why should you be nervous? because it's been some time since i last saw them! i wonder if everything will go on fine...
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1101304387208324152004-11-24T21:46:00.000+08:002004-11-24T22:06:46.086+08:00"you so clever ar?i buy you a car you want?what car you want?"
sister and i.
nazri, nor and my sister.
congrats to the boy in blue for scoring so well. he got an ag. of 240 for his PSLE results and was first in his class. i got a mere 203 for mine. hello mr, why so clever? bet his late father is smiling down on him from up there :) . my sister decided to call him up and my younger cousin, gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1101103683934634252004-11-22T13:44:00.000+08:002004-11-22T14:12:39.366+08:00hello..hello.. ola!
last saturday, i went to two open house(s?). one had me all giggly and high-spirited another had me in a bundle of nerves, walking on glass; trying my darndest to appear normal. overall, it went okay, i think? his dad wasn't that scary( i've heard horror stories about meeting the dad), his bibik kept urging me to top up on my food and drinks on my already bloated stomach. yesgist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1100615030752582832004-11-16T22:19:00.000+08:002004-11-16T22:42:40.436+08:00it's hari rayaaaaaa.
2/4 of my cousins? or is it 1/4? heheheh.. you can imagine how huge my family is.. we took up
one huge lorry and two cars. we ended up racing against each other. all the cousins were in the lorry and when the car with the aunts passed by us, one of my aunt waved a victorous middle finger in the name of fun with a cheeky grin. you know like mr bean did?everyone was gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1099981474854828682004-11-09T14:16:00.000+08:002004-11-09T14:24:34.853+08:00a year ago
today marks a year of our first date... heheheh. saturday marks the first time i bopped happily in a gig. apart from sheila on 7's gig, i was happily cheering on dyna turmoil. i had fun laughing my heads off fad who danced to justin timberlake's rock your body and i've never felt so comfortable with them like i did last saturday. i was a "punk" and a little happy "punk" at that.. dil gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1098400897956647442004-10-22T06:37:00.000+08:002004-11-16T22:39:48.793+08:00and the world stopped me dizzy again.
slept with my brows knitted last night and was left squirming under the covers when mom came in to wake me up for sahur...why the knitted eyebrows you ask?good question.
had a little fracas with syahmi last night. sometimes he doesn't understand or realise how his words has to power to wreck me.. but i was feeling a tad too sensitive.(emphasize on the too.)gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1098095760867135472004-10-18T18:25:00.000+08:002004-10-18T18:40:40.026+08:00someone turns 20 today.
i can't even begin to describe how much this dodo means to me. she has (ugly)pictures of me and pictures of me being geeky.she has the bestest boobies not forgetting the butt which belongs to me.. 3 years of good old fun. 3 years of friendship.. i love you zurin, eventhough you're ketot!
happy 20th!
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1098029443192978492004-10-17T23:41:00.000+08:002004-10-19T01:05:51.556+08:00heart on overdrive.
sometimes when we're in a relationship, we tend to develop this bubble of lust, love and happiness. we'll be lost in our own little world thinking that "i have him/her.. why do i need my friends?". i vowed to myself never to neglect my friends and my family or fade into oblivion without myself knowing if i ever was to have a relationship..it's hard balancing our time between gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1097779001593310282004-10-15T02:31:00.000+08:002004-10-15T02:36:41.593+08:00i went out with nor today. we went over to town. i stuffed myself with pepperoni pizza and beef lasagne... she busted 40 dollars on a skirt plus a top. pretty nifty stuffs she's got there. went over to grandma's. love them... missed them. grandpa walked me over to the bus stop. guess i'm still the 12 year old girl in his eyes. hehehe he's short but still a feisty grandpa. he always makes it a gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1097683999402616582004-10-14T01:03:00.000+08:002004-10-14T00:13:19.403+08:00what makes you different
you dont run with the crowd.you go your own way.you dont play after dark.you light up my day.got your own kind of style that sets you apart. .
maybe thats why you captured my heart.i know sometimes you feel like you dont fit in
and this world doesn't know what you have within.when i look at you i see something rare..
a rose that can grow anywhere and there's no one I gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1097409893420180762004-10-10T19:57:00.000+08:002004-10-10T21:12:39.090+08:00today's one of my favourite person's birthday!
he's charming, he's good looking, has nice hair, nice voice, nice everything..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY dad!
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1097053852534114052004-10-06T17:08:00.000+08:002004-10-06T17:17:10.863+08:00funky pictures
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1096786006794004802004-10-03T14:40:00.000+08:002004-10-03T15:03:00.266+08:00walking banana
last night was a day out with the gang. we caught white chicks. damn hilarious. watching a movie on a saturday with your friends occupying the (almost)entire row was fun. the movie was wicked. i laughed the entire time. claps and cheers when the movie ended. nice.
bliss.
somebody..*HUSAIN* commented that i was a walking banana!grr
husain doesnt like to look at the camera. iss gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1096697620631779992004-10-02T14:12:00.000+08:002004-10-02T14:13:40.630+08:00someone needs to grow up and stop acting his or her shoe size man. stop putting the blame on others. TSK.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1096291660182530352004-09-27T21:26:00.000+08:002004-09-27T21:27:40.183+08:00i want more of you. rawr!
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1095600650078046922004-09-19T21:23:00.000+08:002004-09-19T21:36:43.033+08:00watch the world spinning gently out of time
when i miss my boyfriend terribly, i'll wear his shirt to sleep. i'd like to think that it has his smell - smelly smell that belongs to only him. it has been washed of course...
darn, feeling all sappy after a perfect storm.
"i love you now..i'll love you forever.." - last words of the character mark wahlberg(spelling?) played, to his wife..
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1095147253779604092004-09-14T15:24:00.000+08:002004-09-15T16:03:08.646+08:00wish lists.
i want so many things that when i have the money to actually purchase my luxuries, i'll be at a loss.there's so many things i wanna get that my mind just shuts down when i'm out searching and will always recall when i'm back home. the boy and i will probably hop on over to jb next week. things are cheaper there anyway. Thursday, The Ghost?
retail therapy, here i come.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1094996940042387562004-09-12T21:43:00.000+08:002004-09-12T21:54:28.770+08:00Forgive my hesitation but I'm learning to trust in you.
What do you see when you look at me? What sounds do you hear when I say your name? What thoughts go through your head when I share more of myself with you?If we could only see ourselves as others sees us...I've heard that time and time again and I've often wondered how others see me. I've discovered that you look at the world differently gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1094654815657495282004-09-08T22:34:00.000+08:002004-09-09T13:13:22.583+08:00heartache.. check. disappointment.. check. common sense...no.
i feel so jaded.what a slap to the face. if you thought that comment made you feel any better so be it. throw all the hurtful comments over here. it's okay for you to say whatever fucked up things you want. really.. i know you're angry. i would be fuming mad if i was you. but i wouldn't, for anyone's sake, make anyone feel like how gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1094520009150448632004-09-07T09:17:00.000+08:002004-09-07T13:57:14.573+08:00my heart went from red to ultra green to fuming red within nanoseconds.
"they thought i was with her."
"haha."
scowl.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1093939277308056642004-08-31T15:53:00.000+08:002004-08-31T16:33:41.603+08:00pictures!
little cousin and yours truly.. now she looks chinese
my head looks ten times bigger in this.mayday, mayday! alien invasion.
with josh hartnett.. hah i wish. tiny weeny poster of him at the back.
this little guy is my favourite. i love to bite bite his tummy!
another one of us four on thursday. zippeedeedoodaadey
zurin and i.. would have been complete if yanti was there.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1093872640344819602004-08-30T20:59:00.000+08:002004-08-30T21:42:29.436+08:00vanity
i'm going through that monthly phase. so, apologies in advance especially to syahmi if i act unreasonable okay. i haven't had a bite the whole day. my stomach acts up whenever i think it's okay enough to go to the shop to get something to eat. i'm hungry. i.shall.persevere.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1093591091176473602004-08-27T15:09:00.000+08:002004-08-27T15:46:10.906+08:00life could be so sweet.
i was there at the beginning of their relationship, mid-point, the petty squabbles, i was caught in the middle when both of them had an argument, persuaded each one to give the other another chance, when their baby was born, to the day they got registered. poor boy got so nervous that
he had to angkat sumpah three times!if not five times minus the two when he blatantly gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1093186965003558632004-08-22T22:57:00.000+08:002004-08-22T23:02:45.003+08:00I WANT
the bloody place fumigated.
a cockroach holocaust.
Lee Hsien Long to stop talking and stop taking over all the channels!(hello some people dont have cable you know.)
to watch Paradise Hotel.
Pm to stop talking.
i know this is your first rally speech but please it's been 3 hours!
LEE HSIEN LONG TO STOP TALKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
the things a 3 hour rally speech can do to gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1093093366773917802004-08-21T20:58:00.000+08:002004-08-21T21:49:09.736+08:00as promised.
the singaporean in me came out when i sat infront of the tv, rooting Li Jia Wei on. i felt that disappointment shown on her face and i wanted to smack that Kim something each time she went shrieking "cho san!" or something like that. awww, with a rock like that on her finger, who needs a million dollar?(i do i do i do!!!!!!)
i enjoy bus rides. be it a short 15 minutes ride or a gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1092561565531701522004-08-15T17:06:00.000+08:002004-08-15T17:20:50.086+08:00sorry.
...to noone in particular but everyone in general. especially to one girl i showed the finger to. muaha i'm so so sorry miss. and to someone i cursed even before i knew her. bjork nah uh :) i'm behaving like someone i despise. oh the horror!.
ps: hope everyone feels super better. take care my friends, especially nurl and rab :)
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1092418530847741692004-08-14T01:24:00.000+08:002004-08-14T01:40:21.466+08:00make me perfect.
doesn't everybody secretly wishes to be that dream girl or the tall, dark, handsome guy with piercing eyes? some may come up to par with the above description only for it to fall short because of that little scar on her cheek, the crack in his tooth or their not so beautiful insides. how many of you can live with someone's flaws and not judge a person's personality based on a gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1092206132771471342004-08-11T14:20:00.000+08:002004-08-11T14:35:32.770+08:00moan.
..as in not sexually but that frustrated sort of give in to fate kind of moan. lala has been screeching his head off regardless of what the time is. i've learnt how to tune out. i need sleep after school. that is in my all time must have list. on monday, that was an eye-opener. some guy pushed me and i bounced back when i hit this guy's tummy. funny. wet wet tummy. dripping from sweat gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1091866120070215982004-08-07T16:01:00.000+08:002004-08-07T16:08:40.070+08:00smitten.
that i am. yesterday was a first. and certainly not the last. i can't wait for monday. i can't wait for sunday. i can't wait.
im bored.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1091437045981155722004-08-02T16:53:00.000+08:002004-08-02T16:57:25.980+08:00i found this really spiffy picture.
do you know whoooooo that is? it's that rocking of a drummer, amok ..err fadli. the lighting(s) or rather lack thereof in this picture is fucking ace.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1091347475999591912004-08-01T15:55:00.000+08:002004-08-01T16:04:36.000+08:00what a week
....it has been. such a whirlwind. swoosh and it all went by just like that. it was the best-est week ever. seeing Mr Md Syahmi everyday surely is the icing plus cherry plus anything nice on the cake albeit the part where my internet connection was down for a week or so. but it has all ended. school's in.. period's here..connection to the webby's here.. ahhhh i can't wait for the gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1090330902135399072004-07-20T21:37:00.000+08:002004-07-22T14:21:45.550+08:00yummy yummy yummy i've got love in my tummy
my sister.. went to kl last friday and got me these...
a light blue and orange le coq sportif shoe and an adidas bag. so i tie- dyed the shoe..you can see the after effect from light blue to the colour that hopefully is brown when it dries in the picture. oh yeah. i've decided not to bother myself about the thing i posted about below
to that gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1090312585007600472004-07-20T16:27:00.000+08:002004-07-20T16:36:25.006+08:00beware of the karma police.
ohh i just read something funny yet insulting about me. from someone's online blog.. someone i dont even know or how she looks like for that matter.. how can anyone possibly have something bad to say about another when they dont even know that said person in the first place?i might be reading into things la..it might not even be about me that she's talking about..hergist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1090145549084351802004-07-18T17:58:00.000+08:002004-07-18T18:12:29.083+08:00so busy out there. so lonely inside.
the day started great yesterday but it all went downhill after that. saw the last person i wanted to bump into after how many years. i bolted to the toilet by myself to avoid him striking a conversation with me while he was at it with zurin. that dude is weird man. expressing undying love and then turning nasty after hearing "no". he creeps me out. walking gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1089589728853628012004-07-12T07:33:00.000+08:002004-07-12T07:48:48.853+08:00guess who's back?
none other than the dodo of a cat, lala. previously known as speedy but now known as limping lala. ahuh ahuh.. he came back and i saw him limping away towards the couch to get some much deserved sleep after two days of god knows where he's been resting his butt at. my sleep was cut short by my dad barging into my room saying "lala dah balik."
guess at what time?......
5 am.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1089034457873013252004-07-05T21:22:00.000+08:002004-07-05T21:57:19.093+08:00productive? yes no yes no No
i might as well had not turn up for class just now. they're now stressing on our malay oral which is on the 12th. so yeah i might as well have been sitting infront on the mirror reading to myself instead of trying to stifle a giggle or two when i was told to read this particular sentence from yesterday's Berita Harian in which it covered a report about pre-marriage gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1088957860518489782004-07-05T00:05:00.001+08:002004-07-06T13:40:42.240+08:00GREEEEEN
happy birthday to you..... happy birthday to you... happy birthday to my ever so chinese friend aka diL!!! happy birthday to you!!!! old already hor.... hehe
when the green goblin starts to rear its ugly head, boy had better run cause i'll be acting all insecured. a girl has gotta be reassured sometimeseverytime. don't think that it's okay with us just because she's a mutual friend. gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1088760468262350672004-07-02T17:23:00.000+08:002004-07-02T17:27:48.263+08:00SHHHHHINNNNNEEEEEEEE. oooh oh ohhh oh Shine
hah!stuck ever since 2 mins late performed that. anymanywanyways, will be heading off to town with mom to get my shoes later. or get that brown shirt at tamp. see how if the price range of that brown shoes is super dooper within my budget. wanna head to jb but then im super afraid of gettting lost. muahaa. i wont pinch but i'll bite off them girls headgist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1088685935722509152004-07-01T20:37:00.000+08:002004-07-01T20:46:09.283+08:00monsters come out at night.
NO!!!! okay get this...i went out of the bathroom from just having peed. and suddenly i saw this something creeping out from under the bed. he shouted "ARGHHHH" (or something like that.) and i wanted to bolt out of the room man. having just peed. i could have sworn that a little bits of left over urine came out.(muahahaha. sorry)
the boy can get no weirder that he gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1088579567426384152004-06-30T15:05:00.000+08:002004-06-30T15:12:47.426+08:00ppppssssst.
i have this little red diary that i keep. i jot down all my emotions be it the bad ones to the happiest moments on some of the tear stained pages. private stuffs that you wont see up here. last night i wrote in it. last night.
down down down. pms or whatever is taking control of me. i've been sulky and throwing tantrums. to the one who doesnt deserve it at all. gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1088269168070283832004-06-27T00:47:00.000+08:002004-06-27T00:59:28.070+08:00you always say goodnight, goodnight.
boring(est) day ever. what a day to spend saturday off.nor will be plucking her armpit hair soon. (ouch!) that girl has no sense of pain at all for the sake of beauty. but damn. we tight like that yo!(muahaha) she wrote in her mid year english compo that the one person she wants to take to new york is me.LIKEEEE THAT!
the boy has started working and as i gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1087725154108080112004-06-20T17:39:00.000+08:002004-06-20T17:52:34.106+08:00you blink.you lose.
"...i am crying about the elusive nature of love, the impossibility of ever having someone so completely that he can fill up the hole, the gaping hole that for me right now is full of depression. i understand why people sometimes want to kill their lovers, eat their lovers, inhale the ashes of their dead lovers. i understand that this is the only way to possess another persongist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1087362541505264942004-06-16T13:02:00.000+08:002004-06-16T13:09:01.506+08:00weeewooooop.
yes, it's one of those posts that says i'm a happy bunny, pig, monkey etc. anyway, sorry to dil! for the "suar" CANNOT! pop-up. ahahahaha. zurin gave birth to a cute beyond infinity baby girl. yeayyy! dewi asked dinn whether the baby had a bath yet and he went no..and i went all icky. cause she just came out of zurin's bedengdeng.and i just kissed her cheeks. so i went into a fit ofgist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1087216847923773452004-06-14T20:16:00.000+08:002004-06-15T12:42:09.070+08:00soooooopaaaaadoooooper love.
the boy and i
the sister bought back pizza!!and crunchie. i'm gonna munch munch munch while waiting for his call.. ahhhh so exciting!! i'm going to be a god mother. AHAHAHA hope everything goes super duper well for both mother and child. yeay
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1086872824461528122004-06-10T21:05:00.000+08:002004-06-10T21:07:04.460+08:00the boy with a kind of androgynous sex appeal.
boooo.guess who.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1086774056199584362004-06-09T17:29:00.000+08:002004-06-09T17:40:56.200+08:00i've got two tickets to paradise.
.....apparently NOT. was rushing home from town with nor on sunday only to find out that it has been postponed. dang.
on another note. i want to go to sentosa badly. friday yes baby? will go there with the boy. heh. but will probably be going later with the rest of the gang. im intending to have a splashing heluva good time.
speaking of boy, we're 6 months gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1086463786724821922004-06-06T03:25:00.000+08:002004-06-06T03:29:46.723+08:00knock, knock. are you that thick up there?
Take off those rose-tainted glasses and see the world through your very own eyes.
It's a cruel, cruel world . The things around us arent so flowery at all. Thorns amongst
the roses are slowly creeping their way into your skins. Stinging into your flesh, eating you away.
Disguised by the facade of veneer smiles. I wish you'd take off those glasses.. gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1085899582908120612004-05-30T14:43:00.000+08:002004-05-30T18:22:45.160+08:00Beyond
..words.
Beyond amazement.
Beyond meaning.
Beyond understanding.
Beyond beauty.
Beyond bliss.
Beyond perfection.
Beyond elation.
Breathtaking overwhelmingness.
Entirely complete awesomeness
----
I wish love were as easy as the lyrics to a sappy love song. Boy meets girl, they fall in love, overcome an obstacle, then live happily ever after. But it's just wishful thinking really. The gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1085755750013406542004-05-28T22:47:00.000+08:002004-05-28T22:49:10.013+08:00strange
...how i feel comfortable being lonely & wanting what i can't have;it's like this chronic cycle of getting crushed until i'm nothing anymore.
but i'm so used to it, i'm content when wallowing in self-pity under the cloudy moon &
writing sentences with wrong verb tenses because it's all i know. in the few relationship
experiences i've had, it seems they always had someone else on theirgist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1085472538607838802004-05-25T16:06:00.000+08:002004-05-25T20:37:51.026+08:00from another point of view.
skin so pale, porcelain white
beautiful smile, an elven delight
beauty deep and everlasting
lovely beyond the mind's imagining
lips so luscious and soft
curled to a kiss heaven's made of
touched the heart to the core
leaving the soul scarred forever more
caressing with fingers so fine
her touch sends tingle up the spine
capturing my love within her hold
chasing awaygist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1085413620032517552004-05-24T23:44:00.000+08:002004-05-24T23:47:00.033+08:00shubi shibi..
The weather is unENDURABLE. The geebus. Its so hot i can cook an egg on my living room floor. Mmmm. As you have also realised by the end of this post, the words that come out of my mouth are pure drivel...NONSENSE. But im having fun not making sense. To not be understood. Heh. I've got big issues that i'll deal with later on k. Bottom line is, im hip hip happy dooray and I love gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1084458849088146892004-05-13T22:30:00.000+08:002004-05-13T22:34:09.086+08:00think of one for me.
blogger's got a new look yes? heh.. supposedly got my internet cut off but dincet's been a real sweetheart to loan me his.(freee what that's why so sweet)
anymanywanyways. i think im beginning to feel comfortable with his friends? i think? i should mix around more with them lar.... i'll make an effort to talk okay? i promise.....!
watchhhhhhh out for dyna turmoil gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1083861456696865362004-05-07T00:37:00.000+08:002004-05-07T19:24:36.110+08:00white lies.bloodshot eyes.
caught a few good movies lately. starsky & hutch (booo..), dawn of the dead (shiznit.) and i caught 50 first dates(phwoar!) with aunt and nor yesterday. sunday. i wanna go to that flea market. make it happen? and i wont bother you. you can go jamming.. but ive been wanting to go there since forever. please? ehehe
last few posts have been devastating havent they?ive gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1083426921272905002004-05-01T23:55:00.000+08:002004-05-02T00:17:11.890+08:00what a difference a day made..24 little hours..
(there's a whole lot of emotions going on inside of me right now. so pardon the paranoia..)
im being resented. i know... i perfectly know... i perfectly know that she blames me because he's been home late and has been staying away from home..
and im too blame. yes... but how come you resent me that much? have i taken him away from his friends? gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1083246128606644552004-04-29T21:42:00.000+08:002004-04-29T21:45:14.310+08:00bad day.
holding back your tears @ a train station seems mighty impossible. i did. for awhile..but it clouded my vision and it came trickling down.
he risked getting scolded by his mum to accompany me and i threw a tantrum. im sorry...gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1082898624779011432004-04-25T21:10:00.000+08:002004-04-25T21:16:26.826+08:00your dreams are being acted on screen..
it's a sunday and ive been home eversince i woke up around 11 plus....our plans to go for our weekly escapade has been put off cause of the poorness of a certain somebody. (hint, me.)
neways......wanna catch starsky and hutch. been hearing good reviews bout the movie, yo(heheh..cant help it.) especially bout a certain dragon scene... and wanna catch 50 gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1082475677832494012004-04-20T23:41:00.000+08:002004-04-20T23:45:12.450+08:00the art of kissing and not telling.
you were making fun of something that was a big deal to me.
i felt "easy." gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1082304800203923632004-04-19T00:13:00.000+08:002004-04-19T00:16:15.403+08:00but i dont wanna play "put-penis-on-a-naked-guy"
as of midnight today. it's a belated birthday to my sis (14th), yours truly (15th), irfan(15th), umairah (16th) and jump on the wagon rosnah!!(18th)
weeeeeehhhhhhooooooo
im watching the other sister right now. kick-ass movie. she just said the above-mentioned phrase. " put-penis-on-a-naked-guy ". another version of put the tail on the donkey. gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1081439641210838822004-04-08T23:54:00.000+08:002004-04-08T23:56:45.763+08:00the road block is smoother when the travel is you.
whenever he talked about the future, i'll just snigger at the thought of it.
i never thought i'll be able to last this long(maybe not that long..:P), you know. most of my close
friends would know that my interest in someone fades rather quickly, vice-versa.
hence the blog add. and in a blink of an eye,
you turn my notions around, we're 3 months gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1081243025635997982004-04-06T17:17:00.000+08:002004-04-06T17:35:34.013+08:00memories
blurrrry.
the boy with his kinda girl. blueks!
my betty boobs.
my moley-moley darrrrhling.
kuang.kuang.
dingggg.
too upclose for comfort, yo.
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1081063352095040812004-04-04T15:22:00.000+08:002004-04-04T15:31:34.606+08:00rejuvenated.
a friendship was rekindled.i love Irniyanti and Aishah Azurin. and a little teeeeny weeeeny bit of Zainal Abidin.(platonic.)(smelly, smelly dinosaka.) my pillar of strength.
i think ive gone past the feeling of adoring, liking and loving all jumbled up. im at a spot where im definitely most happy and comfortable and im glad that it's you who has made me realise that.gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1080794169495553162004-04-01T12:36:00.000+08:002004-04-01T12:45:20.496+08:00
like to hold hands when we walk
i'm not averse to pillow talk
but i prefer a private joke
the memory it evokes
because it's our punchline
gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1080468588677331262004-03-28T18:09:00.000+08:002004-03-28T18:27:25.356+08:00a principal with his school kids.
yesterday was a day out with liza, tasya, min, syaf and fresh out of the bathroom, maria. lots of cooing over josh hartnett, f.p.j and ashton kutcher(damn right.). met maria's friend, vanessa and made our way to this jam studio, beatz merchant(spelling?) studio. such a homely place eh? had to take off our shoes and liza kept saying that her feets smells and gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1080314356481319232004-03-26T23:19:00.000+08:002004-03-26T23:23:13.106+08:00bang!
i bled but im not pms-ing... hmmmmm.... we'll see tomorrow. now, i feel sick-ish. ..need..to..lie..down.. :( must be the damn bisul! hoho. gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1080104318297677242004-03-24T12:58:00.000+08:002004-03-24T13:01:08.186+08:00how come i seem to always fuck up??? whyyyyyyyyyyyy?? how???????? will someone just show me how? or tell me how???? i dont even know whattttttttttt or whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy but things just fuck up. crap. shit. chicken pee. and smelly cow dung.
bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhh
home alone.... well not literally.. mom's asleep. and im wishing he's here. but he's mad at me. gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1080044925391034382004-03-23T20:28:00.000+08:002004-03-23T20:36:48.750+08:00
i need help people. which is easier eh? history or geography or poa. which will matter most when i wanna get into certain schools?orrr... which is easier to score.. eheh.. oh yeah, the malay teacher keeps calling me suzzanna for some weird reasons. and being the klutz that i am, i walked past khai when i got off from the lift... who was looking at me way way weirdly.. and when i looked up.. gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1079759387907643702004-03-20T13:09:00.000+08:002004-03-20T13:17:38.030+08:00I've been searching for you
I heard a cry within my soul
I've never had a yearning quite like this before
Know that you are walking right through my door
All of my life
Where have you been
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And if that day comes
I know we could win
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
A sacred gift of heaven
For better worse, wherever
And I would never let somebody break you gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1079627647902609762004-03-19T00:34:00.000+08:002004-03-19T00:38:41.140+08:00it's friday!
damnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. the week went by so bloody fast. spent almost everyday with dear old mister syahmi. such bliss. eheh..
waking up to his face and seeing his face before going to sleep was the mother of all sweetness. it was as if i missed him even in my sleep.
yes, yes getting all mawkish over here.. so yeah.. off to sleep.. going swimming tomorrow..... yeeeeeeeeeeeehawww.gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1079366491278104592004-03-16T00:01:00.000+08:002004-03-16T00:03:52.530+08:00it's the holidaysssssssssss.
yeahh.. no waking up way early for one week... yeah yeah roll your eyes lar. i know you've got 3-4 months of holidays right? :P how was my day? so glad you asked.. went to his place...supposedly for my sch's extra classes...eeheh..went to somerset, met nor shawty..walked around til 9 plus.. had dinner at lido stamford cafe or something. way delicious. saw lann, yana gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1079148020774158162004-03-13T11:20:00.000+08:002004-03-13T11:22:39.246+08:00yellow lemon tree...
anyway, got my haircut... hate it very muchos. nor the cousin is here to stay for the march holidays. will be going out later i suppose to search for her bag.. woke up around 10. exactly at 10 by miss aishah azurin who decided to sms me in the wee hours of the day.. 10 am isnt exactly the time when i'll usually wake up you know... especially on a saturday!! like darn it. i gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1078639198867848552004-03-07T13:59:00.000+08:002004-03-07T14:09:38.046+08:00 friday.. so so so many peeps. at bk.
saturday was spent with the boyfriend, dil and nora, jess, sap buah guy (muahaha aka naz or nazz or nas?), stephen, farhan followed by sham. yes.. i hope i got their names right ar. ho ho.
it was super fun. went to esplanade... got shooed off by the librarian. went to bk then had no freaking idea where else to go. sat infront of the mrt station for awhile..gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1078325113118030672004-03-03T22:45:00.000+08:002004-03-03T22:47:21.733+08:00people are full of shit.
rich moist stinking shit that i'd like to rub on your fat, made up face for slandering...
people are honestly full of shit. honest to goodness ok. hah. talk about being honest.
how would we know genuine from fake? authenticity from veneers? real, crinkly-eyed, ear to ear grins to painted, lacquered masks with frozen smiles painted on to perfection?
how sad is it in this gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1078214357791311242004-03-02T15:59:00.000+08:002004-03-10T00:13:18.560+08:00heeeeeeavy breathing.
got back from school, had a craving for chocolates. bought kinda bueno and a hot dog bun with mayo. yummm.. usually before i have the dreadful pms, i'll get the craving for chocolates.(useless info, i know.)headed home. saw red paint splashed all over my neighbour's door. hmmmm. loanshark? probably. i am currently hooked on Nelly furtado's try. anyone kind enough to gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1077984340105190372004-02-29T00:05:00.000+08:002004-02-29T13:05:37.310+08:00Madness at its absolute finest.
dil is a strange( as in totally mad mad mad ) guy. and of course. the boyfriend too. they can hear a "perfect" ringtone and make a music video out of it. right there at bk with the cak-cak boy.. yes. mmmmm cakkk-cak boy.
know what?im beyond bored with myself. hair needs to change. needs to be dyed. or perm or frigging grow. i am not one for rebonded hair. but i gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1077701619382224342004-02-25T17:33:00.000+08:002004-02-25T17:38:17.030+08:00communication break-down.
just got back from aunt's. couldnt get to sleep when i was there. kept tossing and turning. my grandma was shocked to see me looking at my hp when she woke up at 5 am. asked me why i cant sleep and then she said she cannot tido nyenyak(sp?) there. kept seeing things. things as in my late uncle. ba rum bum bum bum.
and another thing happened. my cousins and i were laid gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1077603867359885072004-02-24T14:24:00.000+08:002004-02-24T14:26:27.996+08:00hurhur.
i ter-walk in on my dad. and i saw his *cringe* BUTT..
hahahahahahaha
hahahahahaha
hahahahahahaha
hahahaahahaaha
hahahahahahah
hahahahaha
hahahahahaha
hahahahah
that is so disgusting. euw. gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1077596356418610512004-02-24T12:19:00.000+08:002004-02-24T12:21:16.936+08:00lsjaw
saturday was pure bliss. m.u.z.e was bad ass. especially the ahem drummer. he was hitting those drums with a cheesy smile on his face. that is soooooooo rare. but it was too damn cold. should have not. i repeat.. not have worn sleeveless. i want to go shopping. a sweater. yes, that is what i'll get.
yesterday was a day out with my lovelay aunt. watched along came polly which my aunt gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1077121537191024992004-02-19T00:25:00.000+08:002004-02-19T01:16:46.623+08:00i cant keep up.
got so many things to be talking about but dun feel obliged to be bloggin it down.yeah this place is one of my 'lettin go' venues but i dun find it necessary to come here always.most of my friends dun even noe the existance of this blog.only 2 or 3.let's just keep it that way.im a bit swayed rite now.been one hell of a week.pure adrenaline.been waking up in the mornin with my gist releasednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5484897.post-1077037664226936322004-02-18T01:07:00.000+08:002004-02-19T01:15:53.340+08:00in need of a new layout.
im getting tired of blogging.. which explains my 1 week disappearance. i met the bf today. eh, yesterday.
met him, went home. got out of the house again to meet him. crazyyyy? i knowwww.
maybe i'll edit this post again . if i'm not that lazy. wanna see a pic? you hafta squint real hard to make out our faces. so yeah.
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