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Monday, September 1, 2008
kesombongan terserlah
I know, I can't be bothered ler. my cam sot dot.
Shooo.
Let’s update.
Thursday, pgi hip hop tau. Sie2 oni ! Ridhwan buay ! ridhwan sey ridhwan sey, PGI DA ! =P
Aku adela smngt bwak balek science file to blaja. And I was the only sec 2 girl in tht dance rm some more. But I think if Nasrul didn’t tegur me when I was alone tht time, memang aku chao da. Last2, suckish day. Hai. Nasyiba, nasyiba. Stupidity !
Friday, mmm. Tk dpt pon lepaskan rindu. Tkpe2 !
Patience is a virtue. Well, on tht day, baru aku tawu the dance workout instructor is Malay. Aduh, KE-BELO-AN betol. Teachers’ day celebration, I think best performance was jeremy’s one. Ahh, I didn’t know he was that talented. Lelaki berjiwa wanita agaknye. But that’s cool you know, really. Susah nak carik.. untung si GOYANG. Bahahaha.
After school, went to peitong! V last minute urh actually. Naseb baek sempat.
And I ended up heart-broken. Cos almost everything changed.
The so called innocent guys (plus girls ler) da jadi abang2 and kakak2.
The bacens da matured, the matured maintainnnn.
Aku, dari anti-emo, jadi minah jiwang. Ape2 dorang bebual, I sing.
Atiqah: aku tak sangke sey dorang sume gitu macam.
Me: tidak ku sangka kau tergamak pergi saat ku masih perlukanmu~
And one more.
Syafiqah, Atiqah: bye bye bye bye bye bye bye! *sobs
Me: sampaikan salam, buat semua. Salam terakhir, salam teristimewa~
Lots more lah.
Atiqah: aku rindu . . .
Me: rindu, rindu serindu rindunya~
Okay enuf. And guess what. The shortest guy dulu is now taller than me !!! booohooohooo. And he puffs sey, how toot. Terok kan, ppl change.
Acap pon ade, tapi sry leyy, I went with the anti-lepaks.:D
Well, 3 of us were avoiding from lepak-ing. Which is great. Lepak is my enemy.
We sit one corner, they all come and puff. And played some game, which they thought is funnaye or whatt. We all sit diff benches, then they “chope” the girl they want to sit with quickly, then grin2 and end up sume orang dudok couple2. merepeks arh.
It wasn’t really a great hangout uh. Ramai budak tk dtg. Tapi budak yang dah melayang pi pasir ris, sanggop dtg. Haprak la clementi nye bdak. Except me and syafiqah.
Oh ya. Got one friend rite, her kaki size is 3. how cute !
And I made friends with Kak Aisyah. Sriwana dancer, she asked me to join sriwana.
Errrrh. *rolls eyeballs.
Kent ridge ey. Councillor pon isap rokok. Tsk3.
Ohh Saturday !
Went to Mama’s company family day thingy at singapore zoo!
Met shahmirul n gang (uh, I mean his mum and anak sdare) at kranji and took shuttle bus.
Well, it was funnnn ! saw a lot of animals, including Mama and Seha!
Oh got one part right, kangaroo area, one of them came crawling towards us, but actually no la, it was just hopping around. and shahmirul’s anak sdare, shasha, screamed and cried. Gosh, alala.
Oh ya! During one tribal performance, I was watching this guy near me doing his tribal stunts urh.
Then suddenly he pekik2, got me into heart attack like tht, and sat right next to me and leaned on me. Scary marrry ! after tht he grinned and grinned, pulled me to the stage and asked me to blow this bamboo thing towards a balloon. And it burst. And one of the hot ones said, “relax tau, jgn takut. Tiup kuat2 ehk” . and it was like REAL. Like I was living in zaman batu. Cos of the atmosphere by those tribal performers uh. Coolnessss!
Kay. Sunday?
Went to jp to change my kasot raye. Too high lah the heel., tkbleyangkat. And ate old chang kee! Cos today puase mah. Oh someone got us baju kebaya, the very sexy tak-bley-ANG-arh one. Spaghetti strap with lacey kebaya. Ohmegod. Noway? But I love the colour!
Black kebaya, and GREY songket.
Cooooool !
But no, I’m not happy yet.
Cos gt one more berite tergempa. How bout this: Mama, getting married?
Noway. With that guy. I cried uh tht night. I don’t want history of 2006 to repeat itself. Please, God.
And some ppl may ask me to accept him, but no! nehmind, I understand if u guys don’t understand.
2006 ! one guy made my life like HELL. He stayed with us, and I hated him to the core. Cos he always fought with Mama, and pukol her. And he made us stay with Nenek for almost a week, I think, cos we had to avoid him. And he stayed at our house like it was his. We got no privacy some more (rumah aku bnyk besar kape). He gave us money, but we didn’t want it. Cos it wasn’t sincere anyway. He bought those 4D numbers. So who knows, the money tk halal. And really, I was in some real depression. I wrote notes on the whiteboard when I got home one day, luckily, when he wasn’t in, and I got into so much trouble. But it was unfair. He could insult my mother, why couldn’t I insult his? P***mak kau lah. He ruined my whiteboard, he scratched my dear whiteboard with a knife. He did tht again to the dining table. And Mama had to rush home, cos he threatened to burn the house. He bought this minyak some more. Oooooh, scared ! *rolls eyeballs. We could’ve put him in jail again.
So understand now? I don’t want Mama to get into those trouble no more. But if she insists on getting married to the mystery guy, hah, go ahead man. Belum knal 1 month pon ! lousyyyy.
And he wants to bring Mama to Dubai. For what?! Gthelllllllo. And tht guy’s totally merepek uh.
Long hair. Cikopek smile. Lame jokes. Monsterous laughter. He may think I got no sense of humour, but he’s lamer than a 9-year-old man, I story-telling you.
And if he thinks he can get my mum and melt her heart, and ours, with all the ka-ching he’s got, think again ! I knew it! These ppl, kalau da slalu dtg rumah, belikan tu, belikan ni, kasi money many2, confirm got motive one !!!
HUMANS. I know them too well now. Ade yang kate nak bantu, last2 fitnah orang. Really, ade crite die. This friend of mama made us put on high hopes nak pindah rmah la konon. I feel like cursing !!!
Bulan puase mah. Ey but why Ramadan, these Satan-like humans tak masok “JAIL” uh?
I hope, I hope, Ramadan 2008 will be a meaningful one. Amin.
Though I’m gonna stray from breaking fast at home. Idk where can I go, maybe nenek’s place? Maybe I’ll have enuf money to eat outside. Mmmm. But if school finish early, siape sudi temankan aku?
Allah, do you hear me?
Oh ya, for the kinda first time, when I needed someone to talk to, I realised I got no one. And now I tend to talk to the air, and wet my pillows (no, not bcos of my bladder), or wet my diary.
Yah, I may sound like I complain a lot, but at least I’ve said what I want to now.
oh ya. I met an old friend and I told her about my friend's cousin. and she said: oh die tu, tkde org suke die kat skola. orang kate die pompan sial uh, sundal gitu.
*gasps.
Sayonara.
p.s. please, reply my msgs! IMY, I really do. Pls, my one and only. >.<
*sobs
Signing off arh,