Well, yeah, Of course I’m happy ! As long as we get the FA cup 
June 13, 2009
Like Its Been Weeks and I’m Just Going To Blog About It NOW ?
June 13, 2009
Ok go !
I know, I know. Its been ages since I blogged about ANYTHING. I’m talking as if there’s people reading my crap (:. Oh well, I’m used to talking to myself anywaysss 
Nothing too exciting happened in May that I could’ve blogged about. Eh, wait.. There was the acceptance letter saying I got the place for the BRATS camp in Ipoh WHICH I will be going to from 10 to 13 June. Exciting, I’m here now, on the last day, attempting to blog better with my “newly found” journalism skills. I want to upload the pictures, but theres no XD card reader on Jason’s laptop. Later lah. 4 days spent here was not a waste at all.
I’ll post properly later okayh ! For now, here I come Nescafe
April 23, 2009
You Make My Life Seem Worthwhile :)
ILY
We met online. I still remember what I said to you. “Jangan rindu I sangat okay!”. It was just one harmless flirting that eventually grew on me. That, that was 2 years ago. After two years, I still love you. Despite all the arguments, the mistakes made. I still love you. I still blush when I’m around you. I still have butterflies when I’m around you. I love you Afiq I know I’m not the prettiest girl ever *neither are you :p*. I’m sorry for my mood swings, my unpredictable screaming and shouting, my doubts for your loyalty. You’ll always be my one and only sweetheart
April 23, 2009
Frustrated
On wednesday, I wore my KRS uniform to school. With the boots and all. When it was time for Islamic Educations, my class had to go to the APD room ( Bilik Alat Pandang Dengar ) Thus, I had to open my boots. I was aware of the condition of my boot laces which were so long. When the class finished for recess, when i wanted to put on my *new* boots, I realized something. SOME DAMNED ASSHOLE FACED FORM 3 KID CUT MY LACES SHORT. Fuming with anger, I tried to hunt him. Along with a blunt pen so that I can stab him to death, I went to three classes. 3A, 3B, 3C.
3B wasn’t in class while I was in APD. So it couldn’t be them. I went to 3C and threatened them,”Kalau budak tu tak dtg jumpe aku mintak maaf, sumpah aku sumpah die fail PMR.” 3A had a teacher by the time I got there. By the end of the day, no one admitted. Who would ? I was ready to crush them with my bare leg. I suspected every kid who gave me a weird look and even snickered near me. I even suspected that good-looking form 3 kid I had my eye on – a little stalking was included but that’s a whole different story.
Babi punye budak2. Kencing tak lurus lagi dah pandai naik kepala. Aku potong kote korang dengan pisau baru tau. Mak bapak korang tak ajar ke. Dahla buat without alasan. Kau dengki ke tali but aku panjang ? Meh nanti aku belikan korang banyak2 tali, korang boleh buat macam2 dengan tali tu. Nak gantung diri korang kat kipas pon boleh. Lagi aku suke. Korang nak main lompat2 dengan tali pon boleh. Nak ikat diri korang dekat pokok lagi aku syorkan.
Moral : KEEP my boots indoors. And HATE little form 3 children EXCEPT the nice ones and Azamil.
April 19, 2009
Happy Birthday Mommy Dearest
Last two days was my mother’s birthday. Sadly, my sibling kept on being assholes even on her birthday. It was like I was the only one who was so damned excited for that day. I bought her presentwhich costed me about 150. But I don’t mind. My sister ? She gave me 15 to buy the cake. And that’s it -.- It was MY idea to buy the cake anyways. I pitied my mother who was a bit sad because of them. I even said it was from my sister to make my mother happy.
Scenario 1
Me ( M ) : Tanak beli hadiah untuk Mama ke ?
Sister ( S ) : Nak beli ape ?
M : Beli la bag ke, purse ke ape ke.
S : Bag ? Taknak lah. Mahal. Takde duit.
Scenario 2
M : Nanti beli kek untuk Mama la.
S : Nak buat ape ?
M : Yela, kesian la Mama. Semalam tak buat apape untuk birthday die. Tunggu engkau la lama sangat. Sampai Mama tertido. *dlm otak tgh pikir : NAK LETAK DALAM HIDUNG KAU*
Conclusion ; My sister is a stupid selfish person who spends her money on useless shit like her boyfriend. End of story.
April 8, 2009
I Like My Birthday :)
I didn’t know why I stopped posting updates for a very long time. I felt like I just HAD to blog this time
My birthday was on the 6th of April but I gave my friends a hearty birthday feast at Nando’s two days earlier. At first, the plan was to invite 20 people ONLY but I ended up with 35. Oh well, the more the merrier, no ? My dad was paying so WTH ;p
The reason I just HAD to blog this time was because I stumbled upon *more like googled* my boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend’s blog. She too had a birthday party. I was reading her post about that. She just HAD to put the amount of money she used for her party which was like, a quarter of what I spent for my clothes. And trust me, I ONLY buy F21. I may sound like I’m bragging. But mind you, my only intention is to brag TO her. I sound so pathetic but oh well Trashing people who doesnt deserve to gloat is nice And lady, your brother’s car might look nice, but my brother’s car is waaay nicer.
The birthday feast my dad threw for me was the best ! All of my friends were “nice” enough to give me presents.
The birthday present my dad gave me was a shopping spree in Pavilion. My brother gave me a bag. My friends gave me things that look like shoes, or things that I can wear with shoes. -.-
My shopping spree was fantastic even though my dad had to rush here and there. He picked me up after school just in time for me to change to my Chelsea jersey I had trouble finding clothes because there were so many to choose from ! But buying shoes was a BIG trouble because most of the shoes I like had pig skin lining. *why cant you people like F21 and Topshop line your shoes with other animal’s skin ! like cow or whatever !* I need decent heels ! I can’t wear pig ! I don’t want to waste my time washing my feet with soil. -.-
I want that gold and black 5 inch heeeelllsssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. Why oh why you damned pig skin lining.
