♥
Monday, August 29, 2005
there's not much to say,except..
ignorance is bliss.
♥
Saturday, August 27, 2005
I HATE THAT LAYOUT.
Everytime I look at it,it's as if trying to force out a bloody smile from me.The bloody torture.Anyway,this khairul guy is brilliant.It took me about half an hour to decide between 4 layouts of his.They're mostly goth based and sadistic.You might wanna try them,danial tan.
Now,if you realised..that entry about me being happy is gone.Why?Because you smsed me.Then again,it was more of this bigger picture which seems oblivious to you.Oh shucks.fuck that.
And..
I'M FAR FROM BEING FUCKING OKAY.
YOU WAG WITH A FORKED TONGUE.
I WOULD LIKE TO..
SLIP INTO DEPRESSION,AWAY..
FROM EVERYTHING,
FROM EVERYONE,
FROM HIM.YES HIM.
even though i need him the most now.
♥
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
"Let me go
by 3 Doors Down or Baby I'm Back
by Baby Bash feat Akon"
The emotions department's deciding which song fits me best right now.The brains' figuring out as to whether the next action would be "You love me but you don't know who I am.So let me go" or.."Cos I'll be your lover,I'll be your best friend".
Sometimes you want things sooo badly,yet you don't expect anything.When you finally get it,you don't really want it and you wish you didn't wish for it.Utter nonsense?Okay.Things are bittersweet right now.What am I gonna do?With His Guidance,do whatever's right.And study,of course.Things are gonna be okay.Things are okay.They're just gonna be better.
♥
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
I deleted the previous entry because..I finally can breathe a little.Finally.Now I just have to figure out where we're heading.
and to mr.devil Z?
If leaving anonymous tags is what you're contented with,then leave as many as you want.I'm too busy to care.
♥
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Yes,okay.I'll let the layout be until I feel the crisis to change again.And my dear ahmad..didn't you see the words when you first clicked your way to my blog?It says,"she just needed this change.so make her happy".
We didn't meet up yesterday and he apologised.I said it was okay,even though it wasn't.I cried.Why the tears came out?Maybe I'm too salty.
Go figure.
I don't know.I know I shouldn't be all affected because it's not as if we're attached(then again,I don't know what kind of a relationship is established between us) or it was promised or it had a die-die-must-meet reason.I just don't know why I got upset okay?Or maybe I just don't want to tell and keep this mysterious aura going.hmmm..
And, "Doesn't nisa sound sad?I think it's because.."this-this-this
I DO NOT NEED TO BE JUDGED BASED ON BLOG POSTS.
Yes,I am sad..but the reason?There are many reasons why I am and they could be as simple as "I am emo-ing" or as complicated as the many thoughts entangled in my pretty little head right now.My blog post may only tell a puny portion of my big story or could be the most irrelevant shit that I've typed.So please.Save your assumptions.
{/add}I realised that girls are complicated humans who seek simplicity.Guys?Simple humans seeking complexity.The reason why they mess up and make things so complicated.
♥
Friday, August 19, 2005
The result of spending,longer than the time taken to have a blog layout up is..a wrist in discomfort,lack of sleep and a STILL probing headache.Could things be worst than this?Oh wait.Yes it can.I've the chapters to study.To add to that,I realised my lack of stability in the emotions department.Blame the PMS,the aftermath of flu or the little particles of tobacco that went into my bloodstream yesterday.
Probably due to all that as well I dreamt about someone I've never thought or mentioned about in a long time.I woke up with a scrunchy face and muttering a sickly "eh..?",which might have made my mother wonder whether her daughter just had a wet dream.Nah.I don't produce enough testerone to have wet dreams.{/edit}I don't produce
enough tetesterone to have wet dreams.
P.S: Someone made me go WTF(who the fuck,that is).devil Z.You made a comment on an entry,"Pissing off would be good"?Care to mention who you are next time?Thank you.
♥
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
there's nothing else for me to say.only those words being uttered by your sweet lips,are those which matter.
♥
Thanks to mr.danial
tan adam,I am reminded of the many topics untouched.To memorise formulas,to learn concepts,to master the art of writing utter rubbish and actually scoring.I feel the stress,which I should have felt months back(think last year),now.THANKS,dan.
Then again,directing all my chi to the books and the many notes,may just be a good thing.It HAS to be.I would finally get my arse into a desired poly course and try to ignore the urge of asking about his well-being.My pathetic attempt of trying to achieve the I-am-too-busy-even-for-you attitude.
I need to be in my own world.So long..and goodbye.
♥
Sunday, August 14, 2005
What's been helping;
1)talking to sensible lene in the wee morning
2)keeping myself busy
3)taking pictures
4)enjoying the night with pals
5)dancin my booty off
I'm HYPED.Anyone else for a dance or two?smooch*
I feel good and studying will be the next thing keeping me occupied.Speaking of which,tuition homework(yes,kental) for physics is a pain.UGH.I can't wait for the weekends again.
♥
After talking to you?I'm disgusted.Realised why I should never go back.'Nuff said.
I'm certain.You're not good enough for me boy.Please die
early.Remember Russian Roulette?I'm the happy one NOW.tralalalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
♥
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
If I go tomorrowIf i go tomorrow,
what would you say today?
Would you..
a)say how shitty our friendship was?
b)say how I always brightened your day
c)say how much you love me
d)not say anything at all
Will you finally not let pride get the best of you?
Will I finally know what you've to say..
♥
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Blog?maybe.The blog lacks care and love.The entries are unappreciative and misunderstood.Blogging doesn't seem to help anymore.Not now at least.Being in my own world,buried with my deep thoughts,does.
A need for it.
A sense of boredom.
A I-just-feel-like-blogging feeling.
This shall be the new reasons for blogging.Telling people of my well-being,will not be the reason anymore.If you want to know something,don't assume.
Ask me.
♥
Monday, August 29, 2005
there's not much to say,except..
ignorance is bliss.
♥
Saturday, August 27, 2005
I HATE THAT LAYOUT.
Everytime I look at it,it's as if trying to force out a bloody smile from me.The bloody torture.Anyway,this khairul guy is brilliant.It took me about half an hour to decide between 4 layouts of his.They're mostly goth based and sadistic.You might wanna try them,danial tan.
Now,if you realised..that entry about me being happy is gone.Why?Because you smsed me.Then again,it was more of this bigger picture which seems oblivious to you.Oh shucks.fuck that.
And..
I'M FAR FROM BEING FUCKING OKAY.
YOU WAG WITH A FORKED TONGUE.
I WOULD LIKE TO..
SLIP INTO DEPRESSION,AWAY..
FROM EVERYTHING,
FROM EVERYONE,
FROM HIM.YES HIM.
even though i need him the most now.
♥
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
"Let me go
by 3 Doors Down or Baby I'm Back
by Baby Bash feat Akon"
The emotions department's deciding which song fits me best right now.The brains' figuring out as to whether the next action would be "You love me but you don't know who I am.So let me go" or.."Cos I'll be your lover,I'll be your best friend".
Sometimes you want things sooo badly,yet you don't expect anything.When you finally get it,you don't really want it and you wish you didn't wish for it.Utter nonsense?Okay.Things are bittersweet right now.What am I gonna do?With His Guidance,do whatever's right.And study,of course.Things are gonna be okay.Things are okay.They're just gonna be better.
♥
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
I deleted the previous entry because..I finally can breathe a little.Finally.Now I just have to figure out where we're heading.
and to mr.devil Z?
If leaving anonymous tags is what you're contented with,then leave as many as you want.I'm too busy to care.
♥
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Yes,okay.I'll let the layout be until I feel the crisis to change again.And my dear ahmad..didn't you see the words when you first clicked your way to my blog?It says,"she just needed this change.so make her happy".
We didn't meet up yesterday and he apologised.I said it was okay,even though it wasn't.I cried.Why the tears came out?Maybe I'm too salty.
Go figure.
I don't know.I know I shouldn't be all affected because it's not as if we're attached(then again,I don't know what kind of a relationship is established between us) or it was promised or it had a die-die-must-meet reason.I just don't know why I got upset okay?Or maybe I just don't want to tell and keep this mysterious aura going.hmmm..
And, "Doesn't nisa sound sad?I think it's because.."this-this-this
I DO NOT NEED TO BE JUDGED BASED ON BLOG POSTS.
Yes,I am sad..but the reason?There are many reasons why I am and they could be as simple as "I am emo-ing" or as complicated as the many thoughts entangled in my pretty little head right now.My blog post may only tell a puny portion of my big story or could be the most irrelevant shit that I've typed.So please.Save your assumptions.
{/add}I realised that girls are complicated humans who seek simplicity.Guys?Simple humans seeking complexity.The reason why they mess up and make things so complicated.
♥
Friday, August 19, 2005
The result of spending,longer than the time taken to have a blog layout up is..a wrist in discomfort,lack of sleep and a STILL probing headache.Could things be worst than this?Oh wait.Yes it can.I've the chapters to study.To add to that,I realised my lack of stability in the emotions department.Blame the PMS,the aftermath of flu or the little particles of tobacco that went into my bloodstream yesterday.
Probably due to all that as well I dreamt about someone I've never thought or mentioned about in a long time.I woke up with a scrunchy face and muttering a sickly "eh..?",which might have made my mother wonder whether her daughter just had a wet dream.Nah.I don't produce enough testerone to have wet dreams.{/edit}I don't produce
enough tetesterone to have wet dreams.
P.S: Someone made me go WTF(who the fuck,that is).devil Z.You made a comment on an entry,"Pissing off would be good"?Care to mention who you are next time?Thank you.
♥
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
there's nothing else for me to say.only those words being uttered by your sweet lips,are those which matter.
♥
Thanks to mr.danial
tan adam,I am reminded of the many topics untouched.To memorise formulas,to learn concepts,to master the art of writing utter rubbish and actually scoring.I feel the stress,which I should have felt months back(think last year),now.THANKS,dan.
Then again,directing all my chi to the books and the many notes,may just be a good thing.It HAS to be.I would finally get my arse into a desired poly course and try to ignore the urge of asking about his well-being.My pathetic attempt of trying to achieve the I-am-too-busy-even-for-you attitude.
I need to be in my own world.So long..and goodbye.
♥
Sunday, August 14, 2005
What's been helping;
1)talking to sensible lene in the wee morning
2)keeping myself busy
3)taking pictures
4)enjoying the night with pals
5)dancin my booty off
I'm HYPED.Anyone else for a dance or two?smooch*
I feel good and studying will be the next thing keeping me occupied.Speaking of which,tuition homework(yes,kental) for physics is a pain.UGH.I can't wait for the weekends again.
♥
After talking to you?I'm disgusted.Realised why I should never go back.'Nuff said.
I'm certain.You're not good enough for me boy.Please die
early.Remember Russian Roulette?I'm the happy one NOW.tralalalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
♥
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
If I go tomorrowIf i go tomorrow,
what would you say today?
Would you..
a)say how shitty our friendship was?
b)say how I always brightened your day
c)say how much you love me
d)not say anything at all
Will you finally not let pride get the best of you?
Will I finally know what you've to say..
♥
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Blog?maybe.The blog lacks care and love.The entries are unappreciative and misunderstood.Blogging doesn't seem to help anymore.Not now at least.Being in my own world,buried with my deep thoughts,does.
A need for it.
A sense of boredom.
A I-just-feel-like-blogging feeling.
This shall be the new reasons for blogging.Telling people of my well-being,will not be the reason anymore.If you want to know something,don't assume.
Ask me.
