We didn't take pictures yesterday.
Too lazy. Picked Ahmad up from his
workplace and then we carried on.

Me and my mom did a Mother Daughter thing.
We pierced our cartilages.
Hah.

My mom was like showing her crammed face,
which made me panic.

Then it was my turn and I didn't even know it was done.

Heh.

Ahmad was quiet. Not like him. Oh, sorry, I didn't bring your shirt.
I forgot. Slap me the next time we meet. Or the next time I forget.

We talked for quite abit at Starbucks.
Mostly about my embarassing childhood with Diana.
One of the reasons why : My mom was there.

Anyway. Madhan was so happy about that White Musk thing.
HAH.

My dad vented anger on me when I got back.
I didn't do anything alright.

I fell asleep and got a nightmare.
A nightmare about what?
I'm not telling.
And then I cried in my sleep.

I think. Because when I got up, my
pillow was wet. Drool or tears, whatever.
And I was choking I think.

Good morning.

Hopeless love. Daphne loves derby.

200 miles away from home
200 miles beneath this lake is where my heart belongs
But you don't care at all
You wouldn't even smile if I were screaming as the water filled my lungs
You demand to be chased for your love
My desperate heart is far too weak to run for you this long
But you don't care at all
There nothing I can do to draw you close to me
Can you take this silence like a pill so I can breathe again
I've been trying to ignore the best parts of you
But I'm still hoping that I'll be with you somehow
Please be home tonight
I'll die if I don't get a chance to make this just right
I'm sorry but I can't forget about the way I feel
Every time you're here.
What would it take for me to be with you
I swear I'd rip my heart out if you said you'd be impressed
I'd go so far to please you but I bet you wouldn't care at all
Hopeless love please leave me
This broken heart is far to weak to run for you this long
Why don't you care at all?
I'm dying for a place in your heart.
Can you take this silence like a pill so I can breathe again
I've been trying to ignore the best parts of you
But I'm still hoping that I'll be with you somehow
Please be home tonight
I'll die if I don't get a chance to make this just right
I'm sorry but I can't forget about the way I feel
Every time you're here.
Hopeless love, why did you carve your home in me?
This broken heart is too weak to hold your weight
And now I regret the day we met
And help me forget your name.


I'm your sad song now.

I suck at the bass. I can't sing.


Now i'm scared.

But I love screaming my lungs out into the mic.
I love it.


I think Stitch got scared. Whatever, I don't care right now.

Sigh.

I don't want to remember anything.

Anyway. Anonymous, who are you?
Please tell. My stranger.

And Stitch. I like you alot.
But i'm afraid if you're just being really sweet.
You made me blush so much today
and you don't even know it.

Diana, stop apologising. It's done with.

Oh, news people.
I'm performing on V.Day. In a band!!
Yay!

I'm doing vocals and bass.
And Salihin, and Cash on the guitars,
and Heykal on drums.

And we're playing MCR's I'm not okay.

Okay?

Now i'm scared. I don't know how to play bass. Help.

Oh, 13 ghosts. It's fucking scary.

Oh whatever.

[Lesson 1: Always rely on yourself. Friends forget, you won't.
Lesson 2: You are your own best friend. No ones knows your secrets like you do. No one has been there for you more than you have. You'll be around the first time you break up with your guy, the first time you have sex, the first time you kiss. Whatever the case you can always count on you.
Lesson 3: Be careful who you befriend, some people will let you lean on them just so they can let you fall.
Lesson 4: When your feeling lonely, don't. Just remember that you'll always have you.
Lesson 5: Men make lousy friends, men make lousy lovers, men make lousy anything. If you really need a friend get a woman, or someone who's gay.] - nashran's blog.

ROFLMFAO

yes. so.
I got excited and umped around when I saw CUTE caucasians.
I SAID BYE.
and they smiled. OH..OH OH!

yeah, i know i'm fat and they won't go for girls like me but,
HOOOOOOOOO MY GOD.

My mom found out about my tongue. She thought it was
a never melting sweet. Hah!

I swallowed another stud. Sheesh. CASHVIN WHERE'S MY
SCREW STUD?! HURRY UP.

You guys, please go listen to bad case of broken heart-
the ATARIS. okay.

fin.

HE IS UBER CUTE.

I WANT TO SMOTHER HIM IN MY.. - nope. overshare.

awwww..commere you. raow.

mmm....

Today. EVENTFUL.

Madhan came and cheered me up.
See, ... nevermind. I'll talk when I want to.

So yeah, Happy Birthday Adam.
Cashvin came over with the shirt I bought for him.

Finally.

Diana was there as usual.
Pictures now, pictures. Shut it and look.




Got time to take photos in the middle of the road.
Aargh. Car. Bang. Die.


Madhan. Confirmed perv.


My new mungen pose. Shut up.


Grr. Grrroareshemerroarrr.


I nicked those. HEE!


Yes, I pierced my tongue with a safety pin. And then I swallowed my 8 buck stud. Sigh.


10 cents please. Anyone?

Just two more.


Spread your arms like wings.

and


You wish. I'm not dead yet. Haw Haw. P.S:(I hate my boobs.)

Tadaah.
Fin.

I SO HATE YOU.

lie.

My cat died this morning.
Stop laughing. I'll smack you dead.

Today, I brought my mom out for a
birthday treat. We enjoyed ourselves.

Cashvin, you owe me.

Done. Nothing much.
I hate my relatives. Haha.

Oh, my nails are red again.

My posts arent coming out right.

I posted yesterday and everything didn't come out. fuck.


I cried yesterday.
I went missing with Dan yesterday.
I was frustrated okay?

Aargh.

I don't feel good today.

You know, it's weird.


Sometimes there's something you think of,
and then BAM! You go, 'Ooh, I'm so
gonna put this on my blog.'

And then when you get to the blog, you have
NO IDEA. Yes. That's what going on right now.



I FORGOT. SHEESH.


Make me type something. I don't know.
Hello hello hello hello.
Oh no! Hilary on TEEVEE!


brb, i'm gonna smash the teevee.




Yes hello. Bloody hands.
Pieces of glass.
Bwahaha.You know i'm exageratting.
Laugh at me.


Haw Haw.

You might not care.

Forgive me for my absurdity. If you may find any.

I cried an hour ago.

I said something happy, and then I went under

the covers, cringed and tears flowed.

I said. "The only time i'm happy in school, is during recess,

when i'm with my friends. My friends that i've been with from

Sec 1 till now.''

And then I think. Again. Do they share the same views?

Or do they think that i'm another person in their posse.

And then I wondered why I thought of that.

You see, the reason of me questioning things

that shouldn't be answered is simple.

I hate what I am going through right now.

Lonliness cannot be my friend.

I am smiling outside. I am keeping it in.

I am holding my breath.

I am afraid to lose what i've tried to keep for so long.

This may mean nothing to you.

Maybe I am dependant.

But maybe I care too much.

Maybe I cry too much.

Maybe I shouldn't.

I cannot breathe under the covers.

I am left feeling unwanted.

For now.

Please do not care.

there you go.

Brown one's Doug, yellow one's Dan, and the black one's Sean Mikey Trevor.

I'VE FINALLY RECEIVED MY ELECTRIC GUITAR!

(i'll take a picture of it soon!)

The lonely carousel that rode the sad, moving world.


One of my favorites. The clouds say so much.


and the others..

Reflections on the tsunami,
and why we have to shut it now.

Cold world can be the saturday night live.
the face of the sun... looks like the tides of the moon.

Every dead people = every soul = to plasma = cold air everywhere.

Its the ratio of my absurdity, forgive me.
The reasons cant be perfect..but the world is much cleaner.
If you have a happy end, you dont know anyone.

To forget is easier, no one knows how to operate life anyway,
what's the diffrence?

If you cant forget, I recommend you to think about jerusalem 310A.D.
They kill young ones for the gods.
Its the reason why god doesnt talk to us..he's afraid of questions.
All you can do is hush and wait for the next tremor.

Hush now. Dont talk bout it.

Its much colder.

*As of January 2,2005: rain is salty because of decomposing bodies.


Don't hate me now.

Dear world.


I have changed abit.
I have learned to hate the world. Again.

I am lonesome.
I am not me.
Anymore.

I lost what I didn't have.

I am sorry. But I can't tell you why.

I do not want to be this way.
I want to be the old me.
The crazy different weird fucked me.
I want someone to help me.

Help me.

Love.
Natasha.

Suddenly the lights go off,

and you can't see anything anymore.

And they laugh at you,

as you find your way blindly.

You feel the wind blow.

But you are left behind.

Sorry Ahmad, if I was giving you a hard time.

I'm not having a good day.

Think PS2 and Polo Tee.

And Fish.

Sigh.

Hello all.

I am back. Ipoh was annoying. But I survived.

Took quite a few pictures.

Yeah.

As you know, i'm retaining this year.

And i'm the only retainee in my class.
How sad.

I feel so alone.

Plus, i'm taking POA.



I have to put up with this for the rest of the year.

I miss Mad already.
Sigh.