hmm.. quite true, if i must sae so myself.., hmm..

ROMANTIC ONE. The really most most most important
for you is that she/he is romantic. You love it
to get love letters, red roses and be in a
romantic atmosphere. He/She must make you think
that you are the most beautiful of all. When
he/she is romantic she/he has you got in his
hands. When he/she tells you all that he/she
feels for you ,you are devoted to him/her. At
this point you are easy to be tempt. Your heart
is soft and pure and you would never cheat as
long as you love your partner. But if he cheats
you, you are not hiding your feelings and show
how much she/he hurt you because you trusted in
him/her and never thought he/she could do this
to you..


~THE big LOVE TEST!!~
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nemesis?!! hmm.. fiesty... ;p

Nemesis


?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
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happiness is a warm (yes it is) gun..

im not crazy im just a lil' unwell..

fever.. check
runny nose.. check
phlegm.. check (eeeewww...)
brains.. alamak.. where did i put them again?

fuck.
fuck fuck and more fuck.

wtf.

k. lazy lars wanna rite here.., brain nt functioning properly,
fingers too lazy, and in general i dont think i have enuf
energy to kill a fly. so i'll just put some idiotic crap here 4 nw..

zul's got late shift today, and soccer afterwards in the morning tomm.,so i cant talk to him tonite.., while he is out patrolling the streets of singapore.. more specifically th semb/admiralty area.
i mite go into singapore tomm.. go see a doctor. get some medicine.
bleah.
i hate medicine.

mom's out picking armond up from the checkpoint, and then we are gonna eat sardines and rice.. yum.. eh. actually i dun really have an apetite but im supposed to eat, according to mr medic himself.. yeah, yeah.

i am an obstinate fussy lil whiner, but dont let that hit you on
your way out, k?

love, peace and horseshit.

laters.

hush little babies..,

dont say a word..

sinister.. deathly silence at nite hiding behind a nursery rhyme..,
damn, they're good.

miss delima and tiara already.,
went to fish and co., fer a while wit del.. and tim.,
you know how you've always heard the saying 'tiang lampu?'
i now know precisely how it feels like to be one. fuck.

till december, you two., au revoir..

and the rest of you.. pieces of humanity strewn about like so much graffiti on the subway walls of new york..

26.06.04!!!

i cant wait.. lame but significantly so.., my 1st anni wit mr policeman.. (dur.., like a primary school textbook..)

zulhilmi bin mohamad ali, i love you.

there.
its said.
done.
finito.

*why am i thinking of chocolate cake nw? i think i'll bake some later. any takers?

gotta go, y'all..,
brain too hyper to concentrate.

hyukhyukhyuk...

my idea of fun

bummin around in bishan.. hey. bummin' in bishan.or is it bummed in bishan..(?!) sounds like some entry for an aunt agony column.. bleah.

I am an arse. i am an insane, idiotic, psychotic arse. well, at least that's what i think, when i think at all. most times my brain is consumed in a haze of foggy 'what-the-bloody-fuck-am-i-doin-now' routine of waking, walking, and waiting. waking from a dreamy stupor (if i can at all), walking arnd, and waiting. all the time waiting. waiting for the telly, the fone to ring, the studies to be over, for hari raya to come($$$ bwahahah), FOR MY BF TO PICK ME UP IN HIS PEARLY-MAROON whatever honda... *yes yes honey i still love you to the death of me.. MMMUUUUAAAHHHHH!!!* thus endeth my bullshit segment for the meantime.. *bowing gracefully.. (thank you, thank you.. nonono.. really.. thank you.)* hrumph.

and i told my boyfriend about my topic, and he says that 'waiting' is a big word.., dur, einstein.. ;)

somewhere.. there is.. oh forget it. i did.

okay. im bored..,

laters.

(So Much For) My Happy Ending

Avril Lavigne


So much for my happy ending
oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh...

Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something You said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

CHORUS
You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

CHORUS

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

CHORUS X 2

Down In A Second - phantom planet-

Can I find a place of solace to unscale?
Should I take a social climb? Should I fail?
Have we gathered here to buzz or just to roach?
Have I bought another problem to approach?

If you want to leave me
If you want to just throw me away
I'll be down in a second
I'll be down in a second

How come now it seems that you no longer care?
How can I live a life that seems no longer fair?
Have we noticed yet that this is not a game?
Have I bought a fast way to a claim to fame?

If you want to leave me
If you want to just throw me away
I'll be down in a second
I'll be down in a second

If you want to leave me
If you want to just throw me away
I'll be down in a second
I'll be down in a second

If you want to leave me
If you want to just throw me away
I'll be down in a second
I'll be down in a second