Saturday, September 03, 2005
..lols..
Nopez. Not trying to run away from obstacles. Haha. Wish i could tho. Wish i may, wish i might...have the miracle...i wish for last night. I dun wanna run away if possible. But if i dun... i will have to explain everything. And by explaining, it shows that i have accept it. And by accepting, i'm believing. But i....DUN WAN TO EXPLAIN, WHAT MORE ACCEPT OR BELIEVE. Getttit? No? Nevamind.
I thought i would be stuck at home all day today. I dreamt of my dad last nite...and ntah aper steam...i woke up this morning and did one really stupid thing. (i won't revealed my stupidity...but HE...no people, not my dad...HE as in HIM...takpelarrr...anyway, HE knows what i did. Haha.) Then got a surprise call from Aminah. Ader this interview looking for young parents aged 25-30. Oh yeah. And i'm like what? Only 16. Oh wait...i'm only 15 lah bodoh. K nevamind...haha. Anyway, it went fine...got this really cute guy in black. And i was in black. Imagine if they pair me up with himmmm...hahahah! Wooooooo. Minahhhh...u got the Hafiz Glamour! Haha. =)
I hope i'm selected. I need the money. Badly. For soooo many reasons i kindly won't enclose here. Lols.
And yeah...met up with Zak and Bob lepas tu. Izzat go check his eye. Dah nak buter. Kesian dier. Citot. Cikopek. Babitot. Babusingh. Urgh. Irritating. Laugh like crazeee. Irritating evil cicak. But hmmmss...still miss him, dun i? Lols.
Then home not-so-sweet home. Minah is hereeee. Doing dnt. Lols. And eating eating eating.
Heart-ache man. LITERALLY. Haha. Sorry to whom it may concern. Sorry i exaggerate stuffs. Sorry lies were spout in a moment of anger. Sorry. (Oh wait. Luper. Sayin sorry won't help. I nid to explain why i did it. Okay. Because i was angry and pissed to find out.............wateva....wateva....can't say. So yeah, as usual, bingit pasal bender laen...kutuk and maki bender laen. Yeah. I need to release anger. And he's the only outlet. So i blurt out everything. Takleh simpan. Incase ya noe.....it's too late to be blurted out. =X)
I dun wan. I really dun wan. Not yet. Please?
Bummer. So very afraid.
8:34 PM
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