EighteenJanuary

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Fallen Head Over Heels @ 8:02 PM;

well, like after so long .
haha , due2 malas nak update .
haish .

so i made him angry ....
ooooooh .
erm , sorry kay ..
really , hym is nothing , you is love okay .

i guess i will never change ?
ahah , i will i willlll . but wait ...
i can't even change my lazyness,
tak tau camner nak motivate diri .

tell me how am i suppose to breathe with no air ?

i love yesterday ..
or issit today ?
erm , nevermind .

i bought pink top for $10 pat pasar malam .
i love it , cuz its the same shade/colour as shahril's pink tshirt .
hehe , funnnn .

walked around causewaypoint for so about three hours ?
just to find a top .
hahaaaa .
pastu something happen ,

you expect me to go in the kedai and choose a baju ,
when you're angry and disappointed and sad at that time .
you're not happy with me , and you want me to choose a top .

ohhhh why are your eyes red ? oh nvm buy me this 100 bucks top please ??

like thatttttt ?????
siao uh ? wahpiangeh .
funny lah you .

ni lah , dah kene gangbang ngn jingga players .
trus jalan kengkang eh .
hehehehehe.

ohh and ouch , you pushed me when i didn't want to choose a top .
it hurts , not the hand , but my feelings.
gahh , i'm really sorry i hurt you , i'm sorry i betrayed you .
sorry sayang !

ooooh i am really bored .
anyway i hope teachers don't read my blog .
they like reading their student;s blogs , why ?

basikal or bas ?
anything bukan i yang kayuh .
you yang kayuh ,
kalau u penat then naek bas ,
kalau malas naek bas .

is laughing gas illegal ?

so many random things going in my mind .
this post is not about what happen today , ytd , whenever .

i just wanna type about something .
i just wanna type type type .
okay so i am still bored .

YESTERDAY IS HISTORY , TOMORROW IS A MYSTERY
TODAY IS A GIFT , THAT'S WHY ITS CALLED PRESENT .

so treasure everyday of your life ?
and don't think of the future ?
then you won't have a point in life ?
theres no aim , no nothing right ?
we need to dream , to aim high ,
so that we know what we want to become in the future
bla bla bla bla .

yesterday is history ,
why do we study history ?
why do we want to know what happen in the past ?
whattttt ???
bla bla bla/

typing is fun .
its better than writing i guess .
but at times i like writing .
i miss holding a pen .
and carrying a pen in my pocket everyday ,
because i forgot to put it back in my pencilcase.

i miss school , i miss studying , listening to the teacher ,
trying to solve amaths questions .
and failing to understand what it is all about .

i miss dye-ing my hair.
i miss my long hair .
i miss faridah , i miss atikah .
i miss dinah .
i miss my class .
i miss so many things .
but haish , i never do anything about them ,
there's alternative ways for everything ,
nothing is impossible .,
i guess .

i don't want to pindah angmokio ,
i hope my abang is lying .
i hope he was just guessing .
i don';t wanna go there .
i got no friends there .
and its so far ,
i can't wake up early ,
and i always go to school late .
if i live in angmokio i might as well don;t go to school .
i might as well change school .
ewwwww no !
i think i like ahmad ibrahimm .
i got great friends ,
actually .

I LOVE MY FRIENDS ,
BUT I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE AS IF I'M NOT PART OF THEM .
MAYBE ITS ME , NOT WANTING TO MIX ,
BUT I'M JUST NOT MISS-OH-SO-FRIENDLY .

this post is going to go on and on and on ya know .
i don't think people reads my blog .

and my english sucks .

and they say blogging improves your english .

wait who said that ?
erm , oh well my imagination .

i'm hungry already .
but i don't feel like eating rice .
bread with curry chicken ?
sounds fine .
erm , wait ,
shahril is already at chongpang ,
and my cousin is already at golden v.
and the clothes are waiting to be lipat-ed .
and what am i doing ?
blogging here in front of the computer !
oh my god .
come on dian you better move your assssss .

dian moveeeee !
ohh my i don't even listen to myself .
what a lazy buttock .

this post is really crapppppy .
and i'm gonna laugh when i read it back .
cuz i am so lame and drunk .

oh wait i did not drink , i don;t mean drunk like i just drank .
i mean drunk like i sound like someone drunk ,
not that i am really drunk actually
oh my theres no one at home
i'm home alone
i hate home alones
haish
is today sunday ?
is today charlie and the chocolate factory day ?
oh my i miss it .
i guess
and anyway i have to go out .
i have to go .
okay bubby e.

like really bye .
i need to eat
and then i need to go .
bubby e
really bye !
bye by eyb e.