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Saturday, October 28, 2006 { 8:10 am } ;
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i hate the fact tat ppl are more fit than me
tat i am not doing any exercise
or play any sports at the moment
i've never thought i'll be doing so
and i hate the feeling so having the flabs
i dun think i'm fat
i cant deny the tummybut i cant stand it tat i'm flabby!
Wednesday, October 25, 2006 { 2:14 am } ;
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ok people. here's my bdae plan.
u all noe how important it is for me to get to my manager position before sch starts rite? and to let u noe i aimed to do so before my bdae. well, u guys can share a small product of a substansial amt instead of bringing me out or getting me gifts cos i dun need them. it wld be a very memorable gift if tis really is to happen(or if someone really reads tis).
but hey! tats a plan.
another is to actually go to MOS, not to celebrate but to show the bouncer my ic. lol. jus to prove tat i'm already legal to be in a club. I'M SERIOUS! and anw, ms shirley ang made a pact with me 3 yrs back telling me she'll bring me clubbing when i'm 18. but hey, anyone else interested to join me do call me up yeah! cos somehow i have a feeling my colleagues wont let me go but hell! i'll get nina and lex with me and i'm so getting the v. lime. woohoo!
and of course, the m1 student plan so wait for my change of numbers, i still want an N70 but tats all i wish for, short and sweet.
Tuesday, October 24, 2006 { 1:37 am } ;
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my oh my. i'm just too stubborn. tis raya sucks alright.
1. the whole fasting mth didn feel so precious or simply there's no feeling to it.
and i didn even get to buke with certain ppl for eg. sarah(bagharib), my family?. though i did get to do so with some other lovely ppl like fadz & aunty nina though they weren't fasting.
2. we aint got any kuih raya cos no one is free to stay home to bake. not me mum, not my sis, and definately not me. so we're like collecting donations from my 1st sis and ordering a few from others. and it sucks.
3. my baju raya! i can go crazy talking bout tis. i didn get it ready and it still wasn even sent to be tailored until like 2 days before hari raya cos i didn take the day off from work cos i thought tat they need me everyday. how wrong i was. i was so fucked and nagged at for the past 3 mths bout it and i decided to take action toOo late. the tailor was a bitch olso anw, i could only get it on the 6th nov, how tactful.
4. tis is the continuation cos i thought my mum got some new clothes ready cos i knew she got me one new baju and although i can see that its oversized, i didn heed my mum's advice again to have it altered. right up until the morning of raya then i really tried it on, sulked cos it make me look really fat and my mum made some little adjustments to it. shucks.
then i realised how my mum knows best in all this kinda things. like raya clothes and all things related to home. i cant say she knows everything else though but yeah, mummy knows best.
Sunday, October 22, 2006 { 5:45 am } ;
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i found out a secret bout the commando
an act of betrayal
to fulfil his lust
something unforgivable as it was done on purpose
now the story is hanging over my head
i cant tell her; i'll give aunty away
no one else knows
no one else can know
i will soon be mentally unsound
cos everyday she talks of him
and i cant tell her the truth
i lost my respect for the commando
and i cant help his wife much
even though the maiden has left
i shant tell
tis will affect everything
and tat includes all's disappointment in me
Tuesday, October 03, 2006 { 5:30 am } ;
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i ran away from reality
to receive negativity
but yet achieve a sense of belonging and ecstasy
a lil lie to lil india
where it was darker than usual
such punctuality with a younger self
but the heat was over-bearing
so they brought me to streets of the middle east
feeding me with compliments of change i made
on myself
the two librans kept washing me with negatives
i began to doubt
cos she's my reason
& i didnt wanna be a disappointment
but i was the most positive when we bode farewell
for another 2 weeks will pass till we return for more
bedtime stories.