Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Keep it close so it doesnt run


this photo was donkey yrs baq..when me and him went to watch movie i also dunno where.
rush hour 2 or 3 .nt shure..
we went there watch then went to esh anneh house after the movie..=D.
OF CUZ NTH IS FORGOTTEN!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ANAND ANNA..
K,THIS BOI I KNOE FOR DUNNOE HOW LONG..
BUT VERY VERY VERY LONG ALR.
i rmber those time when i help me do my homework when i was in primary schhool
and those time u stood up for me.
even when my father scolded me u were so angry with him.
haha those time..sweet memories..
of cuz not forgetting those small quarells we had.dumb quarell..
anyways.I was the one who started calin u cookie monster now evryone callin u tht
grrrrrrrrrrrr.
anyways..thanks for all the support u have given me.
relli appreciat it..love u loadz nand..=))
oh not forgettin stubbon is ur identity.heha..u knoe it too





time.well everytime uu find a small tiny way to make yourself happy something or someone is so ready to Ruin ur day.
yeap tats whts goin on over here..

sweet things happening.
maybe its not sweet after all.
maYbe too manny sickish thing happen tht when small little things happen i appreciate.
like him changin for the better
from a zombie to the lovable ass i used to knoe.hahaa..BItch=)
And.my darleeng for company even though she have to study for o's she came to meet me.
i relli appreciate tht alot.
my florence!owh boi she is so much of comfort.
wait why do i find love outside if i had it at home.
see thats the point..

bro has been seriousli annoying.actualli a better word wud be hurting.
seriouslli..he has been relli hurting me to the core..
No like..he jus proves me one thing.all man are the same.
i see my mum husband in you.i dun hate u the way i hate him
but yea u jus hurt me so much.intentionally?i dunno.
i relli dunnno wht u r up to but i relli wish u stop cuz i aint gonna be the same when limits are reached..how much mre do u expect me keep quiet.
when u were the one of the reason for the tears by her in the morning.

someone not related to me by blood wished i was his blood sister.
feels bad evrytime this person raises his hands or shouts..
he jus feels bad and wish i was his sister.i bet u wudnt be treated the same.
not in a bad way for shure.i mean smeone else appreciates me more.
and not sayin u dont..
u appreciate me twice a year..
1) when its ur birthday.cuz im the rich idiot who buys u things for ur birthday even though u dun
2)my birthday when u send me a message ..a long one.

are u jus showing ur love to me for a day or two jus for the sake and formality?
is its a yes.
i dont want it.
it jus hurts to know.

adding up to this.
suspicions.TRUST ME IT FREAKIN HURTS WHEN SOMEONE SUSPECTS ME FOR SMETHING I WUDNT DO. seriousli ruining my damn freaking life.


my blog sounds so deadly...
so readers.
times are bad.
but its nt tht bad..its oni in my blog where it sounds sad and crap.
i look totally fine in sch...tactics.haha.

khay
after exams when home chge
when to meet umz..
she paid for evrythig.boii i feel so bad..
then did sme maama job lols.
k stopping.
after awhile..updatin her LOADZ of things.
went home.lay down.for hours.i stayed in room for the oni reason i didnt wanna see anyone


lan and nesh was much entertainment.specially lan..all the way talk talk talk.disturb me all the way.nesh went mia after a while.lols.
rmber nesh RUN AROUND YOUR HOUSE WHEN U FEEL BAD.hahaha.kidding.
and i kknoe i knooe i dun hve a act cute face like u...ill work on it.stop smiling.
im gonna slap u for not tagging.

khay then wennt 888 with qian hui .she wanted to do her art exam stuff.
i jus sat there for abt three hours.scribbling an scribbling words and pictures till she finished..
humairah is like some detective..*laughin out loud*
whtelse..jus return to the the place where it suppose to be called "home"
and i still wonder whye its called tht? dictionary gives a opposite meaning of home.
so whatever.im off to rot online ..and spend some quality time with the television.



sathis anneh 's have a new born baby girl in their family!
congrats..hope my sweethart rubah is happy..

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