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Sunday, March 18, 2007
wanna touch the sky?
anyone going to kanye west?
im prolly getting the rm153s since its standing right at the front
im just scared that ill be too short to see through the wave of people later on....
same place with a.keys right?
im confused between stad negara and merdeka....sigh
guess im not going to speedzone then...i'd rather save everything for aerosmith =P
080407, sun 8.30p.m.
looovvveeesss it!
so buy yr tickets at www.axcess.com.my
so, you think?
How do you know when to trust a person?
How do you know when they’re making a big fool out of you?
How do you tell them apart?
And how do you get out of the big mess?
What do you do when a person you love, forgets about you easily when you spend sleepless nights just thinking of what lies ahead in your future without him?
Honestly, even I don’t have the answer to these questions. I hope I do not even have to think about them…ever. It is very easy to give advice to someone, but when the water comes to my shore, I wouldn’t be able to even breathe the fresh air. All I can say is,
“I love my man dearly. I know I have my mood swings, and the constant naggings, and the huuuugggeeee ego, but I still love my one and only man no matter how many wrongs we’ve done to each other. It takes time to heal, especially after you’re shattered, but we picked up the pieces and glued them back together for our sake. It’s not easy to forget the darkest past, but we hope there would be enough rain to wash it all off away. It’s never been a breeze going through every day together, but we set our minds to not make the worst decisions and just turn off the lights. It’s not an effortless journey to not make mistakes, but we try to accept it when it’s done even if it’s the hardest thing to do. It’s not a simple thing to try to rebuild a new day together, but with every block we worked on to build this place that we call home, we try to build a stronger shelter, and a bigger one, away from the harsh world of haters. It is not impossible to be together if that’s what we feel we’d like to do until the last second we’re on this earth. Even if this would sound as a cliché, if we’re willing to make it work, it will”
We were never made compatible, and it has been a challenge. But to my surprise, it has been the most pleasant challenge I’d ever faced. You’re my Happy Meal, the content is plain but nice and adequate, but there’s always a surprise. No matter how much we fight, or how much profanity had been uttered to each other, I’ll still LOVE YOU even when I’m 80, wrinkled and crippled on a wheelchair in an old folks home picking scabs on my legs, fed through a tube and pooping inside diapers. No matter what happens, being with you would be the happiest moments in my entire life, not that I had any though, but you have been my life, and will always be.
How do you know when they’re making a big fool out of you?
How do you tell them apart?
And how do you get out of the big mess?
What do you do when a person you love, forgets about you easily when you spend sleepless nights just thinking of what lies ahead in your future without him?
Honestly, even I don’t have the answer to these questions. I hope I do not even have to think about them…ever. It is very easy to give advice to someone, but when the water comes to my shore, I wouldn’t be able to even breathe the fresh air. All I can say is,
“I love my man dearly. I know I have my mood swings, and the constant naggings, and the huuuugggeeee ego, but I still love my one and only man no matter how many wrongs we’ve done to each other. It takes time to heal, especially after you’re shattered, but we picked up the pieces and glued them back together for our sake. It’s not easy to forget the darkest past, but we hope there would be enough rain to wash it all off away. It’s never been a breeze going through every day together, but we set our minds to not make the worst decisions and just turn off the lights. It’s not an effortless journey to not make mistakes, but we try to accept it when it’s done even if it’s the hardest thing to do. It’s not a simple thing to try to rebuild a new day together, but with every block we worked on to build this place that we call home, we try to build a stronger shelter, and a bigger one, away from the harsh world of haters. It is not impossible to be together if that’s what we feel we’d like to do until the last second we’re on this earth. Even if this would sound as a cliché, if we’re willing to make it work, it will”
We were never made compatible, and it has been a challenge. But to my surprise, it has been the most pleasant challenge I’d ever faced. You’re my Happy Meal, the content is plain but nice and adequate, but there’s always a surprise. No matter how much we fight, or how much profanity had been uttered to each other, I’ll still LOVE YOU even when I’m 80, wrinkled and crippled on a wheelchair in an old folks home picking scabs on my legs, fed through a tube and pooping inside diapers. No matter what happens, being with you would be the happiest moments in my entire life, not that I had any though, but you have been my life, and will always be.
Hello Goodbye - Here In Your Arms
Hello.
Im sorry for being absent lately, the internet at home had been cut-off, waiting for a new connection…soon. So im rarely on the net now, missing out A LOT!
Sooooooo in April there’s gonna be two big events, first up is the Redzone thingy (MARCO V) and then Kanye West-ah…. I’d really like to go but I don’t feel like im gonna die if I don’t. If I have to, im gonna save it for Aerosmith (If they ever come, and yes, I pray every night that they will). If aerosmith comes and I cant go thanks to stupid-you-know-who, id rather jump of the fourth floor of Monash Building (with grace of course, D’uh!) seriously ive been a fan since as far as I can remember, and if I don’t go, im gonna bawl my eyes out while singing their songs under my study table. If I get to go, im still gonna bawl my eyes out since this is like a once in a lifetime chance to sing-along with the legends (like a chance to see Brad Pitt in person which might never be possible lol).
Anyhoooooo college is owkay, Ive no classes on Tuesdays and Fridays (yayness!) so I can hang-out more without missing out too much on my studies. Futsal has started regularly on Fridays and more girls are joining which is a good thing although I don’t really fancy some of them who tries like super hard and shows off too much yeeeesh!
My timetables much better this sem, I get two weekdays off, but I don’t feel like the classes are crammed, unlike last semester. And im enjoying Business Law although I hated it at first, gawking of the truck-load of work that lies ahead. I HATE macroeconomics.
I’ve also met a number of new friends. A few guys and a girl from Uruguay.
I miss Renia, and Tasya and lots more whom I rarely see lately. I know I’ve been busy sorry yeah sayangs. I’ll make it up the next time you people are in town.
Ive been shopping a lot lately, and also throwing out things I had or have never worn before. What a way to spend dads cash kan? Nothing beats retail therapy and the beautiful blistered feet caused by too much walking. Ive even found my own style, and started wearing sexier outfits to college, not the skanky sexy lah duh! I don’t mind getting paid to dress people up though =P
I’m starting to crap…and I wanna go dancing.
Screw all you budak2 baru nak up. I was NOT that batak when I was your age.
If you think I’m a bitch, F you, you’re acting innocent konon. At least I admit I’m bitchy, verbally…not physically. And you smell like a baby prostitute.
Goodbye
Im sorry for being absent lately, the internet at home had been cut-off, waiting for a new connection…soon. So im rarely on the net now, missing out A LOT!
Sooooooo in April there’s gonna be two big events, first up is the Redzone thingy (MARCO V) and then Kanye West-ah…. I’d really like to go but I don’t feel like im gonna die if I don’t. If I have to, im gonna save it for Aerosmith (If they ever come, and yes, I pray every night that they will). If aerosmith comes and I cant go thanks to stupid-you-know-who, id rather jump of the fourth floor of Monash Building (with grace of course, D’uh!) seriously ive been a fan since as far as I can remember, and if I don’t go, im gonna bawl my eyes out while singing their songs under my study table. If I get to go, im still gonna bawl my eyes out since this is like a once in a lifetime chance to sing-along with the legends (like a chance to see Brad Pitt in person which might never be possible lol).
Anyhoooooo college is owkay, Ive no classes on Tuesdays and Fridays (yayness!) so I can hang-out more without missing out too much on my studies. Futsal has started regularly on Fridays and more girls are joining which is a good thing although I don’t really fancy some of them who tries like super hard and shows off too much yeeeesh!
My timetables much better this sem, I get two weekdays off, but I don’t feel like the classes are crammed, unlike last semester. And im enjoying Business Law although I hated it at first, gawking of the truck-load of work that lies ahead. I HATE macroeconomics.
I’ve also met a number of new friends. A few guys and a girl from Uruguay.
I miss Renia, and Tasya and lots more whom I rarely see lately. I know I’ve been busy sorry yeah sayangs. I’ll make it up the next time you people are in town.
Ive been shopping a lot lately, and also throwing out things I had or have never worn before. What a way to spend dads cash kan? Nothing beats retail therapy and the beautiful blistered feet caused by too much walking. Ive even found my own style, and started wearing sexier outfits to college, not the skanky sexy lah duh! I don’t mind getting paid to dress people up though =P
I’m starting to crap…and I wanna go dancing.
Screw all you budak2 baru nak up. I was NOT that batak when I was your age.
If you think I’m a bitch, F you, you’re acting innocent konon. At least I admit I’m bitchy, verbally…not physically. And you smell like a baby prostitute.
Goodbye
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