Txc(:

this is.. horrid.
its been almost a week and i keep getting that fever again everyday.
i cant sleep comfy, i cant eat comfy, i keep sleeping and lying flat on my back.

oh i hate this.
i hate this so badly.

god, make me better pls ?

that's rich, you bozo.
always knew you were an asshole but didn't know to what extend.
well, now we know.

[snickersnicker]

eeeyup, that was me giving you the middle finger.
how the hell could you.
i hope u and your little miss 'angelic' who goes after everyone's guy have a nice life.

i cant say it any better man.
the best i can come up with is,
you deserve each other.



whoa. thats a lot of crappy emotion.
back to the covers i go, haha.
oh baby, im so glad its you and me.
you and me all the way.

had that kickboxing test i've been dreading.
it was right for me to dread it, it was pretty horrible.
haih. -__-
but at least ap was there to support me.
thank you very much, baby.
even after things happening, ur still as sweet as ever.

recently, i think im starting to change.
i dont like being the pushover.
i get angry easily when i think ppl are stepping all over me.
i hate childish behaviour, but maybe im being childish as well.
i have no answers for all the questions tht need answering.

god, pls make growing up easier.

here's a bitta frou frou, sorry if its so horrid that it offends you.
im trying to get better, x|

ONE HECK OF A DAY.
after two (three?) classes of kickboxing and suddenly BOOM,
we're supposed to perform ???
utk karnival rakyat plk tu. dh la dua2 white belt, ahaha.
[gasp] how shocking.
our class only has about four ppl, and two decided not to show.
so it was just me and wanee in the middle of a huge stage (takda besar sgt sbenarnya haha)
made quite a lot of new friends too.

we took turns with the punching drill.
we both SUCK at punching. as in, majorly SUCK.
the kicking drill was fun though.
coach told us to jump about like real boxers so we tried and it worked.
mama was impressed :D

overall, it was ONE HECK OF A DAY.
got home after eating brunch with mama.
missed ap terribly cause it felt like ages since we saw each other.
it was a nice treat when he came over with acap.
hung out and played monopoly and i lost.
-__-

now its time to hit the books...

i miss you.

its far from perfect, but its to summarize wht i feel inside.
im no songwriter or singer and im far frm a guitarist, but pls bear with me,syg.
i hope u'll name it for me, because i dnt knw what to call it.
for you, asyraf zabri.

p/s; im sorry it sounds weird, tkda mic n its a rough draft off the top of my head.

 i love you,
i hope it'll always be you and me.

maybe it was the song.
 maybe it was the pictures.
maybe it was a tiring day.
maybe it was the banana fritters.
maybe it was the kfc [knew i should've stayed away from hotnspicy!].
maybe it was the cupcakes i consumed like a starved maniac.
maybe it was a trip down memory lane.
maybe the anxiety is catching up with me again.
maybe im feeling left out.
maybe its the freaking mosquitoes treating me like a feast.
maybe it was the teasing, meant for fun yet resulting in discomfort.
maybe it was the lack of ideas to actually write sentences for the next shorty.
maybe its all my fault.
maybe im being yet again a pushover.
maybe i need a time-out.
maybe..

i just need some sleep :O

u make me sound so terrible but u aint no angel urself, are ya sweetcheeks.
cant say i like you when i dont.
i really dont.
not now.
na ah.

anyway...
l4d is known all around now. i really hope it wont become overrated.
i kinda liked playing it with the bros, when it was just us.
but it doesnt matter, as they say;
the more the merrier ? :)




 

i woke up today and felt strangely warm inside [!]
thus, i somehow managed to convince myself, with help from pacik...
...to change the color theme of my blog.
notice the absence of black [points towards computer screen in satisfaction]
but, since this is very new to me, the lack of darkness makes me shudder.

besides the color change [gape] i have also managed to make myself realize that i am sitting for spm,
due to ustzh kamilah and her budak-budak ik1 whose exam slips i helped hand out.
frankly speaking, the atmosphere of people waiting for their results was terrifying.
by the end of the day, after the unsuspecting victims got their results, i was hyperventilating.
conclusion; more studying, less pessimistic thinking.