Mar 27, 2009

when i used to......

I hate it when whatever I used to feel secure, now is insecure. The feeling that I used to have then, strikes back. It really annoyed me, and I am thinking about it all the time. Every single time, without everyone realizing it. I have to act stupid, and dumb when I know what is going on behind me. I am particularly sure about my instinct because it never let me down, yet.

I felt different, and insecure, and break down. If it's because of my hectic schedule this past 2 weeks, well, i dont blame that. I know exactly what I've been feeling. It wasnt like how it used to be. But thanks to my busy schedule, makes me less thinking about that. To be harsh, I dont give any fucks about it. But, not now. I am thinking it real deep, and hope I'm making a fair and wise decision. Give me strenght. I can face this. At least for my own happiness.

Mar 13, 2009

imagine wats on my head noww?

that was freeking insane. insane, and more insanity. how la? she came up with the idea, as if she can ever make it. i don't think so, i mean WE don't think so. they are just insane and selfish!!

Mar 12, 2009

u came up with a stupid one.

again, my week are killing me with few dramas, killer assignments, nightmares, and money matters. when will this stop? sometimes, i was thinking to quit where i am studying now, and mix up with new surroundings, and not to be in the clique because it will burden you. i thought this only happen in school, but in uni too. ok, whatever, like i give any shites about that.

far and foremost i am fuckingly hate KTM in kl sentral, and few fat people there who pushed me like im a barbie doll. ughhh! secondly, i hate postpaid, coz it barred me. thirdly, i hate blackmailer who thinks that im gonna be scared of his blackmail. fourth, i hate perverts who tried his hard to get in my jeans, fifth, i hate anonymous numbers whi keeps on calling me, but hung up once i answered.

i hate lots of things. i only adore few friendship, honesty, and beautiful things. other than that, they are junks.

Mar 7, 2009

When I'm alone....

...Im thinking of you,
...Im missing you,
...I cried missing you,
...I giggled alone, seeing your faces,
...I close my eyes, imagining you,
...I feel like hugging u, kiss u warmly,
...I wanna see your face, n kiss on it,
...I wanna make u laught,
...and felt stupid after that.
...And..
..i LOVE you, sayang.

Mar 5, 2009

when one is away, dont sweat.

Last night was a conversations. And, I finally get to let go of everything.
Communication is healthy, that is wat i'd learnt in Human Communication. And it works.
Everythings are sunshine and rainbows back.
I'm back on track, just see me rolling, BITCH!

see me.
see me.
watch me.
cross me.

winner takes it all..losers standing small.

I am out of hand and I am out of way.
I dont find any path, and I cant barely think of anything because all i was dealing were confusion and hatred, jealousy, and been stabbed.
I was finding an awesome way to let go all of the distresses and betrayals, but all i was doing was just sitting and staring at my laptop and did my fuck up assignments.
It was lame, and I couldn't let go even a piece of it.
As hell as i felt, was as hell as my heart sinked.
I am tired, and I am numb.
I wasn't acting real, but a fake week for me.
I am shitting this week, and I'm hating it a lot, still.
I am home and I love it here, always.
Sometimes, it has occur in my mind to get the hell out from anybody.
Only certain two or three people are welcome, only them.
It's hard, the world is always about pretending and lies.
And I'm not telling you lies, but pretending..maybe.