tudung,

im kinda tired listening to people who keep asking me to wear tudung. i knw its a wajib thing. and im supposed to wear it. bt if i wear it just because people ask me so. might as not where it. cause that would be faking it.y

ok, so here's deal. i've seen so many girls yg pakai tudung, ok, even my friends. they wear tudung, bt thn they'll be wearing short sleeves or tight stuffs. ok nt all la, most. and when you're walking in the mall, you'll see this tudung girls, holding hands and making out with the bf or smthg pda-ish. ok so you see. if you wear tudung and you do all those stuff baik xyah pakai tudung. cause i think when you wear tudung you actually symbolise islam. and non-muslims tgk org pakai tudung bt do all those stuff. i bet they would be disgusted or eh, so thts how muslim is. so when im ready, i'll wear it.

but the thing i want to say here, just because they wear tudung tht doesnt mean they'renice. and whn someone x pakai tudung doesnt mean they're evil.

sad,

its friday.

tomorrow is saturday,

the next day would be sunday,

then the following day would be day i enter my cage.

ugh, i have tons of work to finish. not to mention with a cold. and i have like one more drama to see. tsktsk. time is a very cruel thing. i cant ever hear the clock is ticking. its like someone press the fast forward button. a part of me dont want to go back. and a part of me says "jom la balik sane. ade pool". haish. tired. i wish i can keep on waking up around 11 am. nt 630 am.

dream,

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i slept during my test and manage to answer only few questions. so i got like 7% or smthg. i realized that a few days after. scaryy

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happiness is overrated,

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its nt like you can find them lying on the street alongside the rubbish.

nope. you have to work fr it. or you can sit and wait for it to come.

bt when it comes, dont put your hopes to high darl,

cause its only for a moment,

then the happiness will slowly change into sadness.

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i don't know why. but the whole concept of happiness brings me down. you'll be laughing so hard one second, and crying like there's no tomorrow the next. sometimes, im scared to be happy. cause i knw it wont last. tsktsk.

frm the drama last night, she says love consist of 99% of tears and 1% of smile. and yet people is still seeking for love. yes the truth hurts. its true. im happy im in love. bt most of the time i'll be crying. but yet, somehow its a routine. i dont think i'll ever get tired with the process.

" love is something that have an end. i want something that is endless "

maybe one day i'll get my endless love?

maybe

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i had fun today. its fun hanging out with someone that is nt frm ibt fr a change. i need that. i feel so relaxed. i feel like i can be me. somehow i didnt restrain myself. cause i knw you knw how i was back then in school. anyway thanks tman i today. i really appreciated it. and thanks fr remembering me when you went fr your euro trip. i was touched :)

first kiss,

i borrowed this dvd frm my college. my teachers were shocked that they have this kind of dvd there. looking at me disapprovingly and laughing. i told her, its ok. im 18 already. then they laugh.

anyway, i finish watching ths dvd today. waa. kimochi ga ii. best la cte tu. i thought cte tu mcm pe ke. bt nope. cute sgt. story ni psl a girl ade heart disease who is due to a 50% probability pnye operation. the she went back to japan to visit his brother. her first kiss was her fat brother. who turns out to be a hot but unemployed playboy brother. bt comel how the brother jaga die and all. and the she fell in love with this doctor. which is so sweet. setakat hold hands and hug jek. comel gle. grr. last2 die x mati tp tatau pe jd ngn die and the doctor. tstsk.

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hmm, first kiss. how was yours?

since i dnt have any brother, so im safe. he's a guy. i was young and stupid. i guess kissing was a big thing before. i mean. you're young you dnt knw anything. bt kissing is like a step. but kid nowdays igtkn sex is the step. baka ne.

anyway,

my first kiss was when i was 15. i think it was his birthday. 24/2 or was it our one year anni? i cant remember the date quite well. bt it was around tht period of time. i remembered gado ngn die before. psl a girl name ezureen. haha. gle menyesal to gaduh fr someone like tht. boku mo baka jyanai ka shira. anyway, we fought. then baik. thn we kissed. dkat dpan pragmatik. staircase of course. i cnt remember evrythg. but it was nice. innocent nice. luckily we didnt get caught.

i remember breaking up with you. i promised to myself i wont kiss anyone until my school life ends. yuppp. i dont think i broke that promise.

since you're my first kiss. i wonder who would be my last kiss.

i hope that guy would be husband.

and i hope its you, d.

ohisashuburi

dan , brownie, faris and the rest

handsome la u :)

one of the lori masa pindah. full -.-

the top view masa pindah hari tu

the last night staying in help residence

ohisashiburi da yo ne.

its been quite a while kn. somehow, i dont like writing in my blog nowdays. pemalas tahap ciban.

but since its holiday. oh well.

anyway, updates.

last week we shift hostel. from help residence to a condo in taman desa. seriously, im happy we shift place. we should live here frm the start. curse you kouhai tachi. grr.

anyway, the new condo ade pool and gym. woohoo. and one unit 5 ppl. ade living room and kitchen. so im happy. everyday boleh cook. sbb tpt x sempit. and the consolotion prizes fr the condo is a sofa, huge dining table, a tv, a fridge and water heater. i got the master bedroom. share ngn shida. so our room ade toilet yg de water heater. mmg best. and everyday i cook lunch. with my assistant bella! haha. sbb i dnt knw how to pecahkn the eggs and masak nasi. so slalunye she do the rice, i do the rest. bt tpt baru x leh blaja ngn dan :( blaja sndiri2. sometimes rindu blajar ngn die. sbb die slalu tlg i buat shukudai. tsktsk.

anyway, class. hmm. idk why i cant cocentrate. asyik pk pe nk mkn, pe nk buat lepas ni, or pk psl nk tido. or thn i tido. and to top it all, there's ths kid duduk blakang i. when i say she's a kid. she is one. she's 16 but my god i see more matured 12 years old thn her. she is so childish and so loud. bfore this die homeschooled. so thats why she's like tht. but serious x tahan. dlm klas she would be asking irrelevant ques. kankei nai hanashi. baka. even the teachers are annoyed. one of the reason i x leh concentrate is her. she would be talking to herself/making unfunny jokes/ trying to explain everything as if we didnt knw it yet. and the thing is nk kata bdak tu pandai yg dpt 100 fr every test x jgak. xdela pandai mane. ntah pape. she's getting on my nerve. grrr

pnat dh. i'll update tomorrow

a lil smthg bout cleo,

as usual, history class is boring. i have no idea why. but i hate the idea of studying history.

and my eye's seem to agree with it everytime during class. cause i'll usually fell asleep.

so during class td, sensei bwk the usual who's who book. full with pics and kanji. so thn faru pgg tht book kjap. skali she showed me a stamp yg de a lady tgh pgg ular with her clothes showing one side of her boobs. i find it very interesting.

so after class, i jmpe uchimura and pinjam the book frm her. sbb nk baca. and ask her bout tht pic.

actualy the boobshowing lady is cleopatra. that stamp shows how did she die. apparently she committed a suicide. she hold in her hand a poisonous snake and make it bite her. on the breast. to her. that is the prettiest way to die.

go figure this history making people