Monday, December 13, 2010
I want to end it here. I'm sorry for anything and everything. For those who is really not happy with me, deal with me. And for the girl whom I wrote nasty things (w****i) I'm really sorry. I know sorry doesn't mean anything to you now but really, I don't mean everything I've said. I'm happy that you're always there for me. I'm proud to have you as my friend, I'm glad that you're always there for me through ups and downs, I'm grateful that you've made me realized where did I go wrong now. I was mad, and all stupid things came out of my mind. Dhilah and Raudhah, I know this affected our relationship wise. And because of my foolishness, things have started to change from bad to worst. And to all the senseless people, you have no rights to judge me if you're not even close to me. Plainly ridiculous. Yes dosa aku, aku yang tanggung. Aku masuk neraka ke, masuk syurga ke, itu antara aku dgn Allah. Don't talk if you yourself are not right or purrrfect. And I don't need you to doakan aku berubah. And to whoever that is only in the same sch as me, until sec sch (D) I bet you don't even know about the whole problem but you're only ASSUMING things through my blog. N, come back soon. I missed you and your companion. :(
Friday, September 24, 2010
IT'S SO HARD FOR ME TO BE UPSET. THAT'S BECAUSE I HAVE AMAZING FOLLOWERS! SIGH. LEG IS A HASSLE, AND I'M STARTING TO ADAPT WITH IT. HMPFF. DAMN, I'M BURNING MY WEEKENDS, BECAUSE OF MY EFFING LEG. SADDED. :'(
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Happy Family. and will always maintained that way~! And they're the ones that I loved.
Thank you family. For being the best and accepts me at my worst.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
His friends said he looked like Awal Ashaari? Are you sure anot? Maybe his look-alike? Aaaa'ah, not loh.
Maybe they're just hallucinating. Hahahaha.
Please do not agree to this, cause he's cute but Awal Ashaari (my beloved) is waaaaaaaaaaaay cuter than this boy! Anyway I hate policeman, which makes me hate you also. ROFL.
Monday, September 13, 2010
when I say "long story" it means, I don't want to talk about it.
azzzzzz, you're such an arse. and it's all because of you i become in this state oke? don't blame anyone else when YOU'RE the one who make me hated guys. you're the reason why i dint have the courage to move on yet, you're the reason that hold me back from doing anything and everything i want to do. i dint want to leave you, but i hafta agree to you. you keep asking me the reasons we broke off. how am i supposed to blamed you when actually i never wanted to hurt you at all. please laaa azzzzz, you're the reason to the miseries and unhappiness in my life. but i never want to blame you at all, because i love you. but seriously, you gotta stop all this boy. cause i really can't make myself suffer more by loving you secretly. sigh.




they're the best people, the ones that we usually turn to, the ones that has always been giving me and my sisters support, the one that has helped me alot when in miseries. thank you, you all. for being such a great cousins/aunty and uncle.
and thank you, for everthing you've done for me throughout my 20years of living.
yesterday, house visiting with my cousins and parents is awesome and i had so much funnnnn. i really enjoyed myself and i really hope that things will never go different after the things happened. i really hope that i'll change and be much more appreciative. because if i dint change, i'll obviously lose my family and my bestest cousins and loved ones. and maybe we should practice more of this so that OUR family bonding will always stay as strong as ever. not inclusive those who is trying to break our family bonding. hmpf. anyway, i love you all, yes!
Labels: I LOVE THEM.
My plan is to forgive and forget~
Forgive myself for being so stupid, & forget you ever existed.
i had millions of crushes and i wasted my mind on them for a minute or two. but you, you were the only one i wasted hours, days, years on.
Forgive myself for being so stupid, & forget you ever existed.
i had millions of crushes and i wasted my mind on them for a minute or two. but you, you were the only one i wasted hours, days, years on.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010

A man’s face is his autobiography.
A woman’s face is her work of fiction.











