Thursday, March 6, 2008
Hello hello pale hotak myra yellow.
Assalamualaikum teman-teman.
Siol uh. Mood swing siots hari ni.
School
Shit that bloody subject is driving me crazy.
I failed English compre. 4.5 out of 20. wtf wtf wtf. And I thought it was my best.
It was, yah. It was my best, but it’s like the worst.
I almost cried.
And I don’t know why I feel so empty.
Like everything pisses me off.
My English compre, and those bloody bastards who wasted their time flirting with Ms Ling during English remedial, and oh ___, who was flirting too, eh myra?
And pagi2 lagi myra pulak. She tknk pi skola eh besok?
Aiyooo. Then aku nanti sorang siol. Tk berhati perot betol. Abey totot pon tknk pi skola.
And I honestly don’t feel like going too, but I know I have to.
Toot la tht essay writing competition.
Surely this year cannot get 1st prize. Wanna bet?
I wanna go dance, I don’t wanna write compo long2.
I seriously prefer dancing.
And lea, gd luck la sey. Terjemahan teks susah dol.
Oh and and
I’m starting to hate _____ sooo much.
The girl nasriah hates too, I guess. :DD
Wahsey. Stop distracting me cann.
You got the steps right, don’t have to ask me.
You knew it. At least, gimme a chance to catch up first.
Once I get it, I’ll help you.
Stop calling my name as if I got owe you money la sey.
I’m gonna avoid you on the next dance session uh I tell you.so irritating.
Home
Kao. Many things dlm rumah ni da nak mintak ampun.
My refrigerator is spoilt. Cos I’ve been putting my ass into it a lot of times, cos it’s too hot. Hah craps.
Ok lah, things at home is alright.
Naseb baek lah, cos march holidays are coming.
I don’t wanna spend too much time outside this march holidays.
Myra ajak kuar, but fuck la isabelle.
Kalau she give me my pay, I would go lah sey.
Tsk. Babi bloody bastard.
Friends
Hmmm. Ok lah.
Kesian myra, tk bleh tengok orang laen flirt.
Hah.
Aku no comment urh.
But why does ___ have to sacrifice ___ time on the person ___ hated a lot last time?
And it’s that pathetic jerk some more.
Aiyoo. Dunie dah nak kiamat.
Fil sombong siol tadi. Kan kan kan.
Aku ngan nadh tengah jln tepi die,
Act tk nampak konon. Pi da.
Amyraa ngan aku makin violent eh? (yeah, agreeable)
Asyik gadoh je.
Oh and that prank is going fine.
Whooooh.
Hahah. Ok totot, I’ll stop it one day aite :D
I promise.
But it’s so irritating.
Every day siol nk msg.
Dungu nye gundu.
Oops.
Others
Oohh. I’m starting to love IKLIM. So damn nice larh their songs.
Jiwang songs rock the shit out of me.
Like fuck.
At home when Mama scolds me,
I lock myself in the room,
Listen to Iklim’s song,
And I cry.
And the process is like so fast.
But M. Nasir is still the bomb. :DD
Have you ever feel so desperate to tell someone that he or she is blinded by someone else, but you’re so afraid he or she would think you’re so bad or jealous?
Ah, just wondering.
Sometimes I do.
How long will this last?
He/she denies almost everything that I say.
Oh ya, he/she knows everything la kan.
Forget it.
I miss our old family joke.
When I was younger, I always loved to follow my parents everywhere they go, especially shopping or going for a walk.
Then mama or ayah would ask: sape nak ikot?
Then tige2 bradik nk jawab: nak nak, pi mane?
Then mama or ayah would say: pi jamban.
Suspend je.
But funny lah actually.
Huh. Memories.
I still remember: BP- bantal pelok KL - kedai luar
what else urh?
Hahah.
Ok larh. Bye bye.
[I looked down at it, trying to connect the person in the photograph with my memories, trying to bring to life the smiling face that stared back at me. But it was all wrong. It wasn’t how I remembered you.]
black&white ; Thursday, March 06, 2008
