10.2.10
9.2.10
TTT.
Today is Tuesday.
Nothing avid happened at school nor at home. It was just me and my current lover, the books. & Nani came by surprised after 2 weeks of her absence (Teknik stole her heart away from BRP). I kinda miss her. Just a bit. I might intrude her house tonight, depends.
K. Everything sucks at the mo.
Nothing avid happened at school nor at home. It was just me and my current lover, the books. & Nani came by surprised after 2 weeks of her absence (Teknik stole her heart away from BRP). I kinda miss her. Just a bit. I might intrude her house tonight, depends.
K. Everything sucks at the mo.
7.2.10
Hell no.
The pessimist is back to terrorize this world.
From this day and onwards, I solemnly swear I’m gonna quit jamming all the shit into this blog and make it into a somewhat territory that will make you bore till you are an inch near death. I’m no hilarious joker. I tend to be a little lass radically– in her own imaginary petite and invisible world with dainty unicorns and abnormal flying cat jollying and chanting Margot & the Nuclear So and So’s melodies that replaces the siblings ear-cringing screeches (in real life).. Eventhough I will be six-aggravating-teen in shall we say, 5 months time? A bloody long period of time. I shall make a time line that consists of things that should be done till July to cure this infinite boredom. (Insert some unintended pauses and a few cusses ‘cos I’m going nowhere for the 92579320th time this year) Tehehehe.
I just can’t wait till I’m seventeen/eighteen– or whatevs, with a driving license in thy purse to flaunt and post some ‘F-ck yeah, I’ve got a God-damn driving license and you don’t. Ha!’ on Facebook and bitch on about how rad I am. Or I can remain as the lass that places her ass alone on that plastic chair that is merely gonna collapse in less than 1 hour ‘cos it had to endure the excessive weight after losing everything I needed to survive (includes –insert a large amount of things that couldn’t be listed–), with a book and a pen and her journal (that consists of her life since she was officially announced as a loner) and some pleasing liquid to cure the tensed and void-like brain.
When Aisyah’s sanity rose from the dead, shit happens.
From this day and onwards, I solemnly swear I’m gonna quit jamming all the shit into this blog and make it into a somewhat territory that will make you bore till you are an inch near death. I’m no hilarious joker. I tend to be a little lass radically– in her own imaginary petite and invisible world with dainty unicorns and abnormal flying cat jollying and chanting Margot & the Nuclear So and So’s melodies that replaces the siblings ear-cringing screeches (in real life).. Eventhough I will be six-aggravating-teen in shall we say, 5 months time? A bloody long period of time. I shall make a time line that consists of things that should be done till July to cure this infinite boredom. (Insert some unintended pauses and a few cusses ‘cos I’m going nowhere for the 92579320th time this year) Tehehehe.
I just can’t wait till I’m seventeen/eighteen– or whatevs, with a driving license in thy purse to flaunt and post some ‘F-ck yeah, I’ve got a God-damn driving license and you don’t. Ha!’ on Facebook and bitch on about how rad I am. Or I can remain as the lass that places her ass alone on that plastic chair that is merely gonna collapse in less than 1 hour ‘cos it had to endure the excessive weight after losing everything I needed to survive (includes –insert a large amount of things that couldn’t be listed–), with a book and a pen and her journal (that consists of her life since she was officially announced as a loner) and some pleasing liquid to cure the tensed and void-like brain.
When Aisyah’s sanity rose from the dead, shit happens.
Weeping with the wolves.
I just realized how bad I am with words. I can't formulate pretty things that will make you fly into your fantasized world. I can't express the way I feel the way I wanted to. I can't cheer somebody up by just saying some true facts. I can't..I can't do anything now.
2.2.10
-2 + 1
2 days have passed without Nani and Nawal conquering the air around me. Yes, it is really saddening. Nani came yesterday to give bid her last goodbye (OMG macamlah tak akan jumpa lagi) and we exchanged hugs. Auni.. cried. I just had to type that out! Anyways, I am now an unofficial translator/classmate/friend for an exchange student from Germany. Her names Lara and she's tall and pretty and nice. I suck at describing people, hell yes. I bet I'm like the worse translator ever 'cos my English isn't purely perfect and I get all weird while talking. Well, that's me.
Anyways, will be continuing later. I gotta get my ass all the way in McD to celebrate Nawal's pre-dissapearance. Joke!
Anyways, will be continuing later. I gotta get my ass all the way in McD to celebrate Nawal's pre-dissapearance. Joke!
1.2.10
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