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Sunday, June 13, 2010 || Sunday, June 13, 2010

you wanna know something people?
actually, its just about someone.
idc of im being too over concerned about meself, but this has got to stop.
we arent just some asshole okay?
we might not know what we want, but who are you to care my ass about?
and dont let me start on you mo-fucking lies, bitch.
ohhhh, and so now we are the ones who doesnt have some mo-fucking originality?
sheeeeesh, if youre so much to be that pretty, i dont fucking care.
but now, youre arent okay, and so am I.
and I am speaking of the truth.
so dont come and act all beautiful and loud okay?
because, if you havent seen the reality yet, its the fucking fact.


truth be told, its actually someone that no one should really care about.
i mean, if it isnt you, why bothe, right?
its true, if it isnt you, why fucking care?!
its not like i am asking you to bother whaaat.


oooooh, out with family yesterday was simply awesome. (:
out to Permas jaya or simply Senibong. :D
ate at a different stall, all seafood. :D
freshly caught fish, HELL YES! :D
really, and there were mussels, and clams, and Sipput gong-gong, and red garoupa, and crabs, and alot mpre variety of other awesome saefood stuff. (:
and there were alot of types of shell fish, and to tell you the truth, till now, my tummy hurts. :D
hahahahah! :D
really thaaaaat good food. :D
AFTER THAT! :D
went to the Plentong's Jusco.
that fucking some-what boring place.
super depressing, but there were good food there too. (:
really good food. :D
hahahah.
yeaaaaah, the supermarket wasnt that great either. D:
only the Old Town White Coffee is. :D
hahahha, mum wanted to throw up afterwards, so we went out.
and immediately in the car, I was having the hiccups. ):
totally not awesome, its like its starting all over again, okay!
hahahaha, really!
hiccups went everywhere!
but then took the time and went to release all those unnecessary hiccups. :D
hahahah!
yeaaaaaaaah.
top up, and then went home.
sesat somewhere, almost laah, not completely.

did you know that almost every road in Malaysia has a way to get you derived back to your intended place by just a simple exit?
its super cool.

and all jams have no cause, its either just too much cars and trucks or simply a car broke down, or an accident.

and Ibu is supposed to bring me out today. >:(
and because of matin, we aremt going out.
super persistent in buiyng all his mofo money sucking things.
sheeeeesh, and the best part is, we have to allow it. ):
and what about my things?
aint that fucking fair?
truly, it aint.

hahahahah. :D
okay okay!
procastinating super much isnt good, right?
wait, maybe it is, if you see it from a different point of view.

oooh, I FEEL SICK.
yes, sick.
like totally SICK!
vomit stuck all the way up my throat.
and my tummy feels like doing its business, but my body doesnt allow it.
I need the cold drinks to help me, but then, yet again, if I drink, later my darah become 'darah beku' ..
how eh, alamaaaaaak!
irritating uh.

and apparently, a few people spoiled my mood.
maybe, maybe not.

babe, how could you do this eh? kate kawan, abe like this uh? you didnt tell me you were going off. we didnt get any noti from you. its not like we wanna stalk you and all, but its just that, youve changed super so much, and I missed that old you! where is that old you that I know? i dont want that 'youh' kinda talk. where the hell did the 'h' even came from?! its not nice, its not you. I just simply dont know wether I really am looking forward to it also. ): I mean, its hard enough trying to get you to join Me and Her, but I didnt expect you to do this to me, or even us. even She is dissapointed in you. so far, as I know, no one else does this, except for you. and you should know better. give me some hope, okay?

she really did change.alot.
I mean, literally alot.
yeaah, super sad.

oh, but at least im gonna be one happy kid soon!
yes, out on Thursday, and Friday, and Saturday and even Sunday!
yes, there is no madrasah on sunday!
Oh, for three consecutive weeks, or so. :D
but its okay!
I LOVE MUDIRAH! :D
hahahaha, i mean, the principal. :D
she very kind know!

ohh, and today eh?
anyways, reached Madrasah at 11:18 i supposed.
got to class, found out only 4 people were here. :D
then decided to go home by the time the clock strikes twelve, hickery dickery dock. :D
no laah, was found by the Ustazah, so we combined with Amirah Hanis's class, along with the other classes. :D
hahah, cool. :D
talked with Amirah, crapped along, Fathin joined, everyone was happy, i suppose. :D
hahahha, did some go-to-the-whiteboard-to-answer-questions routine. :D
long time no do, but i got the easy questions. :D
hahahaha! :D
YAY YAY YAY! :D
atleast the easy ones.
she shouldnt have called it a test laaah, a quiz is a better word. :D
oh, and it was the mo-fuckin' perky ustazah who taught us. ):
seriously, super mo-fuckin' perky.
but its okay laah.
at least she did her job of teaching, right? :D
hahahah.

chattted with Shafiew.
now have to help that fuckin' act cute maid.
shit.