IT MUST BE FATE!!!

Mamacita!

I think I've just fell in love this morning! Saw this hot lady...my desired type man!!!! I think it's my second time seeing her, but the first I didn't mind cuz it's just like y'know once in a lifetime kinda thing, like y'know, easy come easy go that kinda stuff. But I almost melt today!!!!!!! IT MUST BE FATE!!! But too bad she's gotten a ring...O_O

What else eh? Oh yea. I managed to import some great albums. Judas Priest, Kiss, Led Zepp. How I managed to do so, tu tak yah tau la. But it's eargasmic.

New Year's coming. I think I'm gonna do the same like the past two years. You know, the recap and resolution stuffs. It's kinda fun, I guess. Next entry ba...

Ok slamatz.

No more edits and stuffs. =/

Reportings.

I've already submitted my report. And I hope that's the last. No more edits and stuffs. =/ Boxing Day Tsunami it is. 3 years since the catastrophe. Man build a civilisation for thousands of years only to be destroyed in hours. Wicked! And there's the continuous mass flooding for the neighbours. Wishing all the best for the safety of the victims. I dunno wat to say now. Holiday is 1/2 gone; I'm bored. Got poster to do summore. I wan Mc again, or LJS pl0x. hahah.

Jazakallahu khairan.
Ameen.

Blah

Blah

My stupid laptop is back. Because of this, I wasted a huge sum of money in 3 days. Just to do my report. And I think it's a waste because it's only 4 weeks left before graduation. Blah.

Bohemian Rhapsody

Bismillah

Imagine

Imagine

Khutbah hendak dimulakan; langit dah mendung; seolah-olah hujan akan diturunkan bila-bila masa saja. Walaubagaimanapun, ia tak terjadi sepanjang khutbah itu dijalankan. Ibarat awan yang menunggu kita menunaikan ibadah terlebih dahulu. Yang peliknya, sebaik sahaja ia diakhiri, angin menjadi kuat, titisan air hujan meemui muka bumi ini. Kurang lima minit kemudian, hujan lebat tanpa gemuruh dan angin kencang sedang membasahi padang yang kelmarin digunakan untuk solat Eid-ul Adha. Subhanallah, telah dipertunjukkan kuasa dan rahmatNya kepada kita.

Translation: Must do report alot-alot....Wat the hell?! Due dat next Monday. Christmas Eve. Is it not a coincidence that Jesus Christ pbuh was born on Christmas Day?

Salam.

89.7

I heard from the other room; Ria.fm was playing Wasted Years. I turned on the TV. Wahh!! Rock studio for 2 hours. OK, nothing spectecular, but I was surprised they played heavy metal publicly.

202

I must remember to check the mailbox everyday. =/ I'm craving for Sausage McMuffin w/ egg + tea. :P

Salam

Respek y'all!

Booyakasha!

Big it up y'all! I is blogging bout nuttin. 'cept I has gotten a invitashen to do sumting tis Munday. Ya see me mate Yeshua asstend 'is invitashen to a Taekwando demo. But I is no homie of tat! I is an Aikitten. Them goons like to roll and break fall just like a pussy. Anyways, I decline 'is offa, and I is blacklisted along wit the other backstabbers. Respek y'all!

Take a good look, everyone!

Unable to find an enemy worthy of my genius, I am forced to create one by myself!

Here I am!! The tragic clown!!

Tee hee hahahahahahhahahahahhaha

Squish squish

Confessions Part 3

I'm afraid I have to admit. Standing at 1.73cm, weighing at 126 lbs. I have gained at least 8kg since I left sec school. Achievement, yes? Normal weight, but people keep asking me to eat more because I'm skinny. In width, maybe, but wait til they see my belly and love handles. Girls love to hug those, no? And the most embarrasing thing I have: man boobs. Time to discard my old clothes. Their smaller size outline my obvious chest. Squish squish. But not that bad la.

Salam.

Importance.

Need I remind him who's in charge? So why does he remind me as though he's the owner of it? Telling me what should I do and stuffs? And what family glory he's trying to defend? He can't even pass his freaking Maths!

Sometimes, big headed people needs to be shot to reduce their size.

dunnola bye

CD.

Let me make a note here. Whenever I want to burn a music MP3, must make sure it's CD-R. >_>... Report's almost finish. I hope. Erm. dunnola bye. Shalom

It's the Internetz.

Morning...

1 more week to the holidays. I need the long rest. To do my report and stuffs. Hmmm... :O Nebraska shootings! The killer tries to beat Cho's score. LOL and in the end only 9. So apparently at 4chan posters were challenging his intentions before that too. Immature, but c'mon. It's the Internetz.

Salam.

Subhanallah

Walhamdulillah

Walailahaillallah

Wallahuakbar

I think I finally opened my eyes now D= Sorry for the earlier outburst. But still I was still in a very fuming mood.

Wahahaha! Phoenix Wright rulez! Hurry up Apollo Justice!

Do fucking I?

Misleading.

Today was boring. Knew shouldn't have gone school early. Or even attend class. Oh well, at least I get to do so in the coming weeks. On-topic, realize it's been 3 years. Quite fast huh. Gotta summarize what I'm talking about before I rant about 2004. OK 2005 where it all starts. 1st semester, 1st class. PF0102. Phoenix Park. A class full of maniacs, and I'm happy to be one. Still undisputed the best class of my life. Sadly, I don't get to see them much these days. So, life in RP follows this path: PF0102 --> Aikido --> Slacking --> Biotech --> FYP. Vague eh? I'm just surprised how time flies when all of these memories still fresh in mind. Sentimental for me I guess. But I'm really hoping that once I get out, these memories will delete itself. And any others before that. I made good friends. I made more bad friends. I have sweet memories. I have more bitter memories. Aff. Fuck la. Cheebye. The more I think about it, the more I really want to punch myself. Why did I place my trust on these people, who blatantly know nuts about me? Who does not understand me? Who do not give a shit about me? It's all about choosing the right friends, right? Wrong. They show weakness to you, and you have the right to sympathize with them. You show weakness to them, and they leave all the sadness to yourselves. Now any wonder why I am selfish? Like I give a fuck about to these people, always thinking about their own shit. I was there for them, and where are them when I need one? Now why should I care about them now? It's all about me, me and only me! I only use them for my own benefit, my personal gain; their loss if they don't reap it. I can barely count how many friends I trusted well so far. Take Yusri for example. Yea, he may be over eccentric at times, but times when I'm down, he's always there to cheer me up. He's one of the few who understand me enuff, even for the bitter. Are there people out there who understand me, other than these few and my family? Now girls are another problem. I have encountered alot of shits with them. They want their problems to be heard, I'm there to be their listening ear. With them when they are down. Until otherwise, are they there to listen to me? Many atimes, their responses are seemed to be nonchalant and obvious they give me dun-care responses. Prolly close their window after that. I'm sensitive, don't you get it now? Fuck, now I really need a counsellor.

Do I really abuse my trust? Do I? Do fucking I?

But this feeling; it reminds me of the past

0600

I woke up, feeling down. The aftermath of a dream. But this feeling; it reminds me of the past. The Nobody and the Chains of Memories. Am I really one, or in this case, none? Anywaysh, the 2nd project was published a few weeks ago and I'm not doing it. Aff I'm getting sleepy. Salam.

How about me?

Paiseh...

Alot of people have their driving license already le. How about me? I feel so left out. I wanna ride a motorbike at least. KAKAKAKA!

OKla salam