sch is sick

Instead of paying attention to what the teacher has to say, i ended up paying attention to my puny brain telling me i have to vomit

I keep going in and out of the sick bay and i swear it smells like the hospital
Thank you to everyone for putting up with my nonsense at school for the past few days

Im sorry if i had complained, whined, groaned, MOANED too many a time

D:

HAPPY 16 BIRTHDAY TO AZMEER!
HI OLDIE, I HOPE YOU SEE THIS.

YES, YOU'RE OLD HAH

lost and found

funny the number of times i've tried so hard to blog. but my stupid computer refuse to publish my post. so now i am in amira's uncle's shop borrowing the computer.
and amira is right behind me using labtop and msning me. how pandai.

drama workshop was super fun.
i love being a drama queen!

CONFESSIONS OF A TEENAGE DRAMA QUEEN:
I lost something. Something precious that belongs to someone. But I lost them. And I thought of giving up, but somehow I am not going to let it go just yet. So Im sending a search and rescue team up to my brain and down to my heart to find what was lost.

OH, I LOVE to talk to myself in front of the mirror.

BYE

sakit hati

Things havent all that well for me this past few weeks. And im not the only one. My hopes were dashed and my mind was a mess and it may sound corny or cliche, but my heart shattered. Whatever it is, i still have my friends by my side to make my happy again.

Time to GET SCREWED this holiday.

On a happier note, i LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE jalan raya. The coming-home-late-at-night, the boys in baju melayu(quite hot u know D: ), the $$ ( cant deny that fact ), and the funny funny crazy wacky great moments. Oh, but most of those mony in envelopes are all in some cash register at some shop out there. IM A SPENDER. Sigh, would you care to give me a treat? NO? I thought so.

Im QUITE fucked up but i know i have someone that shares the same agony. I guess im playing a charade.

OKAY, im all BORED now. As in, my holidays are BORING. SO PLEASE! IF ANYONNNEEEE, anyone at all wants to go out and dont mind having me around, please give me a call and invite me D:

Im going to head to the library to borrow EMO books more often now. Actually, i read pretty predictable books. Those stories where you can predict the ending and if the girl will ever get her true love back at the end. SIGHS, GIRLY BOOKS.

"Here's something you need to know about me. I am not a HAllmark card, ohh ahh romance, Valentiney love kind of person. My parents' divorce and my one other experience of love ( adam Peterson, who i really cared about. Okay, I told him i loved him. we hugged. Held hands. He told me i was beautiful. He told half the school we had sex ) has knocked the white-laced-veil vision right out of me.
Love seems to be something to approach with caution, as if you'd come across a wrapped box in the middle of the street and have no idea what it contains. A bomb, maybe. Or a million dollars. I wasn't even sure what the meaning of the word was. LOVE? I loved my telescope. I loved looking out at the depth of the universe and contemplatingits whys. But love with someone else, an actual PERSON, was another matter. People got hurt doing that. People cried and wrapped their arms around themselves and rocked with loss. Loving words got turned to fierce, sharp, whip-cracks of anger that left permanent marks. At the LEAST, it disappointed you. At MOST, it damaged you. NO, THANK YOU."
- Cassie, Wild Roses

On the contrary,

" 'Oh cassie, nothing's that simple. very few things are the black-and-white. I wish they were. Nothing's a hundred percent good. Nothing's a hundred percent bad.'

'Okay, eighty-nine percent. If it's bad, get rid of it. Eight-nice percent is enough.'

'You're talking like a scientist,' she said (Cassie's Mom). 'Some things can't be measured. Let's say you love astronomy. But let's say it causes you some problems. Back pain, eye strain, I don't know.'

'We're talking mental anguis. Astronomy doesn't cause that.'

'What if it did? What if, say, I don't know. Maybe this isn't a good comparison. Say you couldnt get into school to study it. Say your maht skills werent good enough. Say you really had a struggle or something. What would you do?'

'Give it up.'

'But you LOVE it.'

'It depends how much i love it versus how much pain,' I said. (Cassie)

'Love is not something that can be measured, Cassie. Sometimes love just IS. Sometimes it's a force with its own reasons. Reasons we don't necessarily understand, but with a power that is undeniable.'

'You sound like an After School Special.'

Mom sighed. 'Fine. Never mind. Sometimes you can cattle rope your heart and someimes you can't, that is all.'

'Now you sound like a country-western song.'

'I'm shutting up with my motherly wisdom. You're on your own.' "
- Conversation between Cassie and her mom, Wild Roses

UBAN

It's 9.58pm.
In my hands is a strand of white hair.
Which my sister plucked,
FROM MY HEAD!

Not only am i fat, short and down. I HAVE WHITE HAIR. WTF D:

mooody

,in which i hide my thoughts and truest feelings

September is the worst i think. I just dont like this month anymore. I used to look forward to it, but now i want it to end. I cannot cope and manage the difficulties i have any longer. But im trying my best, and the best i can do for myself is to stay positive.
I need to discipline myself. I need to learn how to say no. And, I need endorphines to make me forget this hard and fast paced world.
I want amnesia!

PEEEL

AND MY SKIN IS PEEEEELINNNNG! ):

stress!!!

birthday come birthday gone.

=DD
I have the GREATEST FRIENDS on earth!

THANK YOU LYANA, for calling, waking me up and wishing me.
the day just wasnt complete without you there darrling :( but, thanks!

THANK YOU AMIRA, for fetching me at my dootstep. and being the FIRSTT to wish me and to be there to celebrate with me. thank you(:

THANK YOU MAISARAH, for all the nasi bungkus, teh susu/tarik, and making me strip in front of you! HAHA. and for INFORMING and being there to celebrate with me. thanks alot :]

THANK YOU HAZIQ, for sacrificing your day to be there and celebrate it with me. for being the ONLY guy not wearing a WHITE shirt. terima kasih =)

THANK YOU FIRDAUS, for being there to celebrate with me and putting my $5 back into my bag (UGHHHHH!). (: thankkkkks

THANK YOU XUANHAN, for the cute tote! for walking ALLL THEE WAYYY from vs to reach east coast. and for all YOUR GAYYNESS and to be there. thank youu, meow!

THANK YOU AZMEER, for everything and making my day a very special one. the bracelet is OHSO PRETTTY! for spending my first few hours being 15 on the phone and layaning my karenah. =D i ohso sayaaaang you! thankyouA(:

16 09 2006 was a wonderful day.
i found new best friends that would be there just for me.
and CMON you guys, you didnt have to go through all that trouble for my birthday PLEASE!

My wish came true and i have to thank all you people for that. So, THANK YOU for just being there to laugh and celebrate it with me.. :D

dancedanceirrisistable!

"XOXOXO MUAH! When you look at me, tell me what do you see. This is what you get, that's the way i am,"

Look closer at the pictures. Can you recognize the each of the dollies?
Still can't see? I show BIGGER picture!

If you tell me you dont recognize these dears, you commited a sin by lying already! HAHA. Amira with bun, Lyana with op shirt, Maisarah with paintbrush ponytail and me, THE OBVIOUS, the shortest!

I feel whacky today. Actually, is there even a day when i am not?
See this smile upon my face? Look closer. Observe.
It's there because of all of you.
It's BECAUSE OF my family, my friends, my new friends and you.
And, it's there FOR you guys.

=D KISS KISS!
XOXOXO
WITH LOVE, HUSNA.