you're a mystery yourself
i feel burderned.
Warning letters.
Unpaid bills.
Messy room.
An even messier closet.
A hectic-rollercoaster relationship.
A definitely messed up person.
Makes me wish I could just leave everything and everyone behind. If you will only let me.
&the beauty.
Ooh i'm back. Being the fickle minded person I am, I had a change of mind and finally admit that I couldnt restrain myself from blogging about random things that goes inside these empty brain of mine.
There's stuff that needs to be cleared out of my room, there's books to read up or returned to their respective owners, there's unidentified objects under my bed that needs to get rid off. there's exams and tests to study for, there's piles of clothes needed to wash.
Its all not settled. And yet I can sleep fitfully every night.
Must be the drugs.
&the beauty.
Goodbye.
i'm closing this blog down.
&the beauty.
I just want to say that Liza is one scary person when she's on medication.
She can go crazy and denounce Nad as her best friend while on the other hand, bossing me and dee to hurry up and do the project [while it should be her who's typing it]. Haha. And every single time she snap at us, we'll just look down and keep quiet. Then she will turn around and laugh, "Its the drugs la." Uhuh.
Blame the drugs. Scary bloody Mali.
&the beauty.
This post is dedicated especially for MR SHOLIHINthe lil piece of faggot.
You are pissed at ur EX-girlfriend and ure such a loser.
U gotta dick so act like someone who has a dick.
Dun be such a muthafucker and diss my Girlfriend.
Be a Man,muthafucker or do you need a butch like me to teach you how do it.
Dun involve other people,deal with your own flaws.ARSEHOLE
Maybe because of people like you that there are people like us in this world.
Geddit?I doubt so.
4get it.An arse like you wouldnt understand.
DEE
&the beauty.
I've vowed not to let anyone, be it girl, guy, butch or whatsoever to come between me and my best friend. But I guess it wasnt meant to be.
You turned straight, I didnt judge you. You were happy with him, I was happier for you. He doesnt like me to contact with you, I kept my distance away from you. Even though I was missing you and thinking of those crazy times which seems like eons now. You wanted to meet me, I was happy and when you cancelled it, I understood.
I had a dream a few months back. The dream was about you had to choose between me or him and you choose him, I still understood. And now he's dissing me, hurting my feelings, and you let him get away with it.
After all, I'm just a fren. Nothing else.
Oh please do slap me silly if I dont end up marrying my girlfren.
&the beauty.
I have mellowed down. A lot.
Once, the word "sorry" doesnt even exist in my vocabulary while now, it flows freely out of my mouth. Once, I wouldnt give a damn about intentionally hurting people and now, I cant bring myself to do it. Once, I'm such a goddamn good liar and now, I stutter when I even tried to lie and the guilt that lays in my mind suffocates me. Once, I pride in not being someone who regrets and yet now, I did things that I really regret.
There are things that I can live without. I can live without my ego, my lies and my hurtful snide remarks.
But I cant live without you.
Happy anniversary.
&the beauty.
The tea's gone cold,
I'm wondering why
got out of bed at all
Morning rain clouds up my window
And I cant see at all
And even if could, it will all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that its not so bad,
Not so bad.
Its great. Everything just seems to be great. Last thursday I had a great time watching movie with her. And she made me so happy by treating me to gelatissimo ice cream. It was just pure heaven. The ecstasy of having chocolate chip ice cream melting in your mouth while you savor it. Like double wow. Almost like an orgasm. Hah. Went to watch the movie fully armed with a very large pepsi and three hotdogs. Very well prepared. The movie was a thigh slapping funny and I couldnt stop laughing. The day ended way okay after a brief tears galore thingy and also additional fooodies. I couldnt have ask for anything more.
Yesterday I followed zeez to Np. I got all excited about the goodies bag, the biscuits, the magazines. Its all free. There was a band performing and we were being extra giggly girls. With the arm waving at them, screaming, I would have wolf whistled if I only knew how. I think we spent about less than an hour at Np and then we went in search of food. It was so hard to decide between chicken and beef. I had almost wished I was a vegetarian. Next stop was at the rundown bukit timah plaza where we finally finally did the eyebrow trimming. And it was making us excited like a bunch of fools. Overall, it was fun, and we did get to bitch about our life and that fat bitch.
Yay. Lets do it again. And again. And again.
&the beauty.
Whee. I'm going to the movies. I'm going to the movies. I'm going to the movies. I'm now at the e learning thingy so semangat to do my project. Its the first time you see me laden with books all that, as though prepared for battle. My darling deedee is by my side, finding info for me. Aint she sweet. Not. I better go back to doing my project before she starts yakking.
I'm going to the movies. Arent you jealous? *superBiggrinz*
&the beauty.
Pardon me. I've just read Nad's blog about how she's saying that i'm a dork just coz i'm wearing specs. Look at that bimbo talking. Romantic conversation, huh? I doubt you can even have one darl, knowing you. But what do you actually define as a romantic conversation? A conversation where you're dissing someone and calling her a fucker, or when you're too horny and just ask her to strip naked? Haha. I'm not making much sense. But so are you, Nad.
Nad is full of rashes. EEw. She's scratching and groping while trying to bite my arm. Its such a wonder she can do so many things at one time. How I wish that she wasnt my best fren, so dee can beat her up. We're fighting about what we're blogging while in actual fact, liza is waiting for us. Are we not learning our lesson? liza+waiting for us= a very angry liza. Okay, that's a stupid equation.
Ohmygod. I AM a dork. A very BIg dork whose glasses keep slipping off her nose. And now, I remind myself of my sec sch chemistry teacher who keep pushing her glasses up her nose bridge.
Damn you glasses.
&the beauty.
