YOU DON'T CARE, MOTHER.










YOU DON'T.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DILLY-O.

hi.

refresh. =)

and we all fall down.
and we all fall down.
and we all fall down.
and we all fall down.










fall.

Dear Cashvin,

i'm sorry you had to remind me
when your birthday was.
happy birthday. woah, we've gone through shit.
remember, we're supposed to be bestfriends forever.
you're finally 17, well,
pretty much the same, the same.
i hope you know that you mean much more to me
than you think, i apologise if i'm always mean, or
whatever, i still <3(omigoshsoemo) BFF! \m/ (-_-) happy birthday man.
(sorry i didn't get you a gib.)



with marshmellows and love and late night calls,
me.

oh wait. you don't know me.
let me tell you something about natasha.

hi.
i don't like orange gummy bears.
i have wonderful BFFs that i want to grow old with.
i have a horrible four-letter-word life.
i don't watch tv. (anymore.)
i live in my room.
i don't wear socks to school.
i seem happy.
i don't like lollipops.
i sleep to music.
i mean the things i say when people don't think so.
i don't mean the things i say when people think so.
i don't like ignorance.
i like the rain.
i like to daydream.
i don't like to snap back to reality.
i don't like my result slip.
i care too much sometimes.
i am 16.
i am fat.
i don't really care.
i get sad when i start listening to R.Y.
i have really messy hair.
i still don't really care.
i don't have money.
i keep quiet when there's something wrong.
i worry when something wrong with someone else.
i find it hard to tell you things about me.
i think i should care.

"here's a song about
feeling bad and feeling better."

If I could be your punk rock princess,
you would be my garage band king.
You could tell me why you just dont fit in,
And how you're gonna be something.
If I could be your first real heartache,
I would do it over again.
If I could be your punk rock princess,
I would be your heroine.

dan saya mengaku yang saya
cuma ____ untukmu,
cuma ____ untukmu.


the word is fool.

today
will
hurt
like
how
tommorow
will.

fly.

EVERYTHING IS GOING SO WRONG.


just, wrong.

sigh.

madhan is crazy.
i meant that.

and i am lonely.
i meant that too.

sigh.

things happen things change
things aren't any better things remain.

seabreeze, seabreeze.

birthday memories.
this year's most open
(and horrible) birthday.
(and also, heartbreak.)

seabreeze and the full moonlight.
seabreeze, and the full moonlight.

hello my name is.

http://www.friendster.com/bulletin.php?statpos=bulletintable&bid=70824931&uid=6055711

apologies for the
overdosage of profanity.

we forgot tomorrow.
i still don't feel so good.

It's kind of laughable
how life turns it's bitter self,
after beating us down
like it did before.
It's finally laughable
how it rains and it pours again,
I'll just stand here soaking it all in.

i don't feel right.

i'm thinking too much.
fuck, it's happening again.

i am the screw-up of the century.


(i think i hear my heart breaking.)

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WAAAASUPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!@!1
-_-

hiiii.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AHMAD.
ok yeah. you're still 4 years old to me.

anyway. it was kinda fun at esplanade 8 hours ago.
jarell and the rest were there (woo pictures. dA please.)
and we were on the guitar and stuff. yeah.
oh, jeremy's hot. mmhmm.

school in about 5 hours time.
i haven't done ANY homework,
i haven't packed my bag,
i haven't written an explaination letter
on why i couldn't attend oral, (GAH.)
i haven't found lyn's digicam, (O_O)
i haven't gotten ready to go back to school.

I HATE SCHOOL.
but i was thinking how happy i was
to go back to school tomorrow.

?

fuck.
I HATE SCHOOL.

okay. i don't know what i'm saying anymore.

p.s:
i will not keep my hopes high.
i will not keep my hopes high.
i will not keep my hopes high.
i will not keep my hopes high.

please don't keep my hopes high.


shoot me shoot me shoot me baby.
*dreams*

someone called me
'queen of the damned'.



laaaaalaaaaaalaaaaaaa.

and these are the days of our lives, ugh, right.

I MISS HAVING MONEY AND GOING OUT.

Today's Forecast

Someone new enters the picture
and makes you the center of attention.
This surprises you more than it should
-- and it confirms that you might actually
like having your needs addressed
rather than taking care of everyone else.

oh well.
(please please please.)

the best i ever had.

http://starsxandxplanes.blogspot.com

look at September 8's post; Somebody.

i love my bestest best friends ever. <3
NURFARAHIN BTE AMIR
&
NURLIENA BTE AMIN

this is the best feeling i've had in months.
=)

one, two,
my heart was for you.
three, four,
but you made it sore.
five, six,
would you care to fix?
seven, eight,
or would you rather hate?
nine, ten,

you broke my heart again.

random poem.
last night's episode.

yeahhh. i'm bored. there's no one online and
i'm drifting in the always-there epitome of boredom.
and i'm bored. i'm bored. fuck you i'm bored.

fuck. did i mention i was bored too?
and hungry. stop sniggering.
i expect food to be in the fridge.
muesli bars aren't food.

I'M GOD DAMNED HUMAN.
only hamsters eat rectangular compressed nuts.

now now, i'm going to complain.
yes, it's really typical for anyone to
complain about results, but fuck you.

I DID BADLY. BOO HOO.
(i hate school. i hate school.)
I HATE SCHOOL.
(you heard it.)

ok that one's done. now lovelife.
sheeeesh, as cliche as it is, you still want
to know because you're a friggin busybody.
i'm so right, stop gawking.

so who's the not-so-lucky guy now?
RIGHT, LIKE I'M GONNA TELL YOU.

pfft. sorry if i seem so against you.
i'm not really. i'm just.. i dunno. must be
the pretty noise playing on my itunes.
la dee daaaaaa.

OH MY SHUFFLE'S WORKING. MHMMM.
miraculously. adam made it a boat to begin with.
-_- yes, oh little brother. die.

oh oh oh oh random.
yay, i'm a girl and i don't need to go to ns plus,
i'm smarter than you. haaaaaaaa! take that you,
you, BOY.

mhmm, random.

R#W3rw@!@!@!!!! natasha, what's wrong with you.
help help.

(PMS.)
explains everything, so shut up bitch. XD



okay sorry, love to all.
ciao.

let's fake romances.

i am contented today.

i was looking through my folders.
and i found something happy.



and something cute



go lynney!

oh well. cheers.

you smile like a saint,
but you curse like a sailor.

i've been sad the past few days.
i don't know why.
actually i do.

i just don't wanna tell you.



someone please save me from me.
save me from me, i say.

i'm lost for words,
with one last breath.

what does it mean
if a butterfly flutters around you
out of the blue?

please be something good.
please be something good.
please be something good.

(if i'm saying it three times,
then you know i really need
something good in my life
right now. -_-)

would you please,
let me slip a few words
under your door.
the first three,
"i love you"
the last five,
"but i can't no more."


fuck. i see everything changing.
the best part is, it didn't JUST happen.

elly you are my saviour.

i've come to realize i have no purpose in life.
i am living just because i have to.
i don't wish to die though.
comtemplating suicide is so passe.
haaaaaaaaaa.

but living without a purpose
is just like being dead inside.
i know, i have everything from (imaginary) lovers
to friends to a loving family.
it's all good enough.

the saddest person in the world is
one who has everything but is still sad.


god, help us all.

i'll finish the song off for you.

I will sleep another day
I don't really need to anyway
What's the point when my
dreams are infected
With words you used to say
I will breathe in a moment
As long as I keep my distance
I wouldn't want to go
messing anything up.

today was good.
fun. yes, yes it was.
thanks for the company.
thanks jenny, thanks afiq,
thanks maii, thanks shahidah,
thanks jarell, thanks nad, thanks aziee
thanks lyn, thanks zam,
thanks dil, thanks ainn,
thanks shaheerah and friend,
thanks friend of jenny. okay.

esplanade gets me emo
and thinking. haha.
stupid, stupid child.

stupid child.

I had the feeling that those looks
you gave me were real
What if I ripped your heart
apart at the seams
Maybe then you'd know how I feel

being happy always has a catch.
where's the comfort when you need it?

So tonight I'll sit and
pick apart your pictures
And overanalyze your words
But the truth is that
I've never fallen so hard
It's taking everything in me
Just to forget your sweater so far