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Further Description of MYSELF : She expresses herself through fashion, food, her lyrical writings, music and photography. She organized her first gig, The Cynosure Theatre at the Singpore Art's House when she was barely 16 years old. She enjoys meeting up with her dearest girlfriends and enjoy late night sessions of crapping, gossiping and smoking. A self pro-claimed Facebook addict. An avid blogger on most days when she doesn't suffer from bitch fits. A person with flair and personality who doesn't resort to back hand tactics. It makes her look all timid. Like she emphasizes, if you are hating then stop staring. Then, again. Everyone is a critique. And, I am extremely vulgar. Did she mention that she has an obsession and addiction to a one-weird-eight-inch fetish ? Tweet ♥ 
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Insomnia; Sunday, March 4, 2007 Good morning, world. LOL. It's a dreadful and cold Saturday morning. It's a fact that I'm a sufferer of insomnia. Or maybe it's the coffee I drank yesterday. (: TV3 aired a new telenovela at 3.30AM tittled "Ruby". Yay me. LOL. Uhh ... Diarhhoea. Fuck. Today, I just have so many things to blog about. ♥ I'm thinking of you. (((: Camwhored, again. Decided to upload some pictures from Mama's phone. ((:   Cousins. Kids do the darnest things.  Irfan Fadhli is good looking. He's too young to be my boyfriend though. LOL. He's only 14 and he's Irwin Fazli's brother.  This is Irwin Fazli.     Things you can do with a piece of banana. LOL. Real Cockroach Rock Band. Mike made me watch this. LOL. I hate cockroaches but this is funny. Ehh ! No pork. You all dont understand uhh. Watch this. Hilarious. BLIND;((:I know I told myself that I'm taking a break from love. No doubt about it, I like him. In fact, I like him alot. I kept asking myself, is this a mere crush or is it going to lead us somewhere ? When he told me about a girl who bugged him, I could feel a thin film of jealousy arousing around me. I came to my senses and realised I was thinking way too much. I'm still having a crush on him though. ((: Pardon me. He told me he liked me too. Frankly, I'm glad to hear his confession but he didn't know that I felt that way. He called me blind. LOL. Actually, I'm not blind. I realised it all along. It's just that I didn't know how to react to him. I liked him, alot. I just don't know how to tell him how I felt yet he's too far away. ): The truth is I like you, alot.DISAPPOINTMENT;I received a message from Al asking me to call him regarding an urgent matter. I did and I had expected it to happen. It seems that Nona ran away from home, again. You see, Nona is a mummy's girl. She's decent and pleasant looking. She scores well in school and every parent dreams of having a child like her. But I believe that her current boyfriend influenced her alot which caused her to change. I didn't know how he did it. Maybe through witchcraft or black magic. Or maybe through his crappy sweet talk. Her boyfriend is a good-for-nothing idiot. Al told me the whole story of how Nona actually framed him, hurt her mum's feeling and how she lied to every one. Including the two people who tried to help her. I'll always remember how she made Shida and me walk from one point of Changi Beach to the other. I'm not sure how long the whole walk took us but I was out looking for her for almost 14 hours. I didn't mind at all. I'd always remember the dark, creepy and secluded forest. I'd always remember how Shida and I were frightened. I'd always remember how we were almost chased by wild dogs in one of the inner parts of the beach. Call me foolish for so indirectly torturing myself. I just wanted to help her. I remembered clearly the conversation I had with her last year during the Hari Raya Puasa week at Changi Village when she ran away from home. I told her directly that I've done alot of bad things. I made my mum feel disappointed countless of times. Never did I run away from home nor my problems. I dare not think of the consequences. She told me she wanted freedom for a while. I questioned her regarding the freedom she wanted. I questioned about what she wanted in her life. I questioned about how she made her mum cried. I questioned about how she made Shida and I worry so much for her. Only her broken smile lingered through the air. She told me how much that good-for-nothing idiot loved her. She told me how much that good-for-nothing idiot cared for her. She told me how much that good-for-nothing idiot stood by her during her time of need. Dear, if he loved you. He wouldn't hurt nor change you. All she needs is a wake up call, now. I don't bear to tell her mum to send her to the girl's home. She's too good for such a place. Maybe it's the best for her. That good-for-nothing idiot deserves to be whacked. I just don't have the heart to let go even if I wanted to. This time round, I've had enough. May god bless her soul and lead her back on track. Amin.   I have made too many mistakes in my life; | |
