Wednesday, March 25, 2009 @ 7:23 PM
Y' know, an alarm clock that goes off at 5.30am can't get thjs pjece of shjt up. Set jt at 5.30am and got up at 11.00am.
Yep, that's me.
And today? Jt's a djfferent sjtuatjon. Know what? J djdn't set the alarm clock at all. But guess what? J got up at, hmm, say, 6.30am? Jt's pretty early for me 'cause J slept at 2.00am last njght. Anyway, why djd J get up? Guess.
Dum-Dee-Dum-Dum-Dum...
Whoop-Dee-Doop...
La La La...
*ahem* *ahem*
*coughs* *coughs*
*sneezes*
Once upon a tjme...
There was an old woman who ljves jn a shoe...
She had so many chjldren...
She djdn't know what to do...
She gave them some broth...
And gave them some bread...
Bla Bla Bla...
And sent them to bed...
Oh, well...
SHUCKS!
J FORGOT ALL ABOUT YOU!
Sorry.
You were guessjng...? Mum came jn and called me? Nah. Scroll down, please.
Oh, ajn't jt looks famjljar? Rjjjjjjjght. Thjs was the book Ru Mjn's readjng! Jn school! Okay, enough wjth the chjt-chat. So, what happened was, at 6.30am, APPROXJMATELY 6.30am, my BELOVED An Abundance of Katherjne, by John Green, was squashed. And the squasher?
Moj.
The sjdes of the book got folded. And what jt left behjnd when J smoothen jt out?
THJS!!! CREASES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Call me a bookworm or whatever, but J DON'T CARE! J LOVE BOOKS! *sulks* Was kjnda groggy when J fjrst woke up. Then, J held the book and J found that there were a lot of creases. Deep, to be exact. J jumped up at once and rushed downstajrs to...? To what?To jron my beloved partner.
J djd not cljck the swjtch, so the jron ajn't hot. Pressed hard on the cover of my darljng. Got to smoothen jt out a ljttle, just a ljttle, teeny-tjny, jtsy-bjtsy bjt. The scars were not as obvjous as before, but jt stjll has scars. Fajled to jron my book, J took all the djctjonarjes - njne Engljsh djctjonarjes, four Mandarjn djctjonarjes, three Bahasa Malaysja djctjonarjes, a Mandarjn-Engljsh djctjonary and an Engljsh-Mandarjn djctjonary, a total of ejghteen djctjonarjes - and placed jt on top of my dahljng. J hoped that could smoothen out my beloved's pretty face. Later, J lajd on the couch, grjevjng for the death of my dahljng's smoooooooth face.
And what djd my mum say when J told her what happened?
"Jt's okay. Jt's just a book. No bjg deal. Don't be so obsessjve and compulsjve about all thjs unnecessary stuff."
Unnecessary? Nevermjnd. Book-lovers out there, J know, we share the same feeljng.
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Whisk me away
Friday, March 20, 2009 @ 8:38 PM
Oh God, that feeling is back:
Loneliness.
Went to X last night. Saw A, B and C. Happy - I don't know why - 'cause she came after two nights of absence. We were gonna have SO much fun - but I was so damn wrong - 'cause all of us are here. But B had to go the right wing of the studio. Had to prepare for the X examinations. So A, C, me and some other girls came to the left wing 'cause we weren't taking the examinations for X. We were gonna do Z. Anyway, long story short. When I was asked to Y the Z, had to choose a U, right? T chose C to Y with me, but C got sucked-in with A. Greaaat. I got kinda irritated. Hated it, hated it, hated it. C told T she didn't wanna Y with me - GOD! How hurting was that! - I got treated like scum, but as usual, I shuddup. I didn't wanna share it. Anger management. I can deal with this myself. Later, T forced C to Y with me, well, she gotta do it 'cause T got angry. During the Y, A kept teasing and shouting out mistakes of mine. I didn't learn that Y as early as you did. So, shuddup lah. I can make out some steps that I'd learnt in such a short period of time is already good. As if you're so perfect. I can't believe it, we were friends last time. After mixing around with B, gawd, A you're so damn bitchy. Got a bad feeling C was gonna get sucked-in by them. After that Y, I kept quiet the whole time and they kept laughing and chasing around and making a fool of themselves. I thought C was okay, but now I've changed my mind towards her. One night, 1 hour and a half, and she'd transformed into a [ censored ]. But I gotta admit, I was pretty upset about all that had happened. Nothing can be done, 'cause it's not up to me to choose who they wanna be with. Just please go away and leave me alone...
Lost + frustration + sadness + anger + pain + despair + unhappiness = Loneliness.
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Tuesday, March 3, 2009 @ 7:01 PM
Like I care.
The world is so small and at last, Thaddeus found my blog. Joy-to-the-world. Read everything but did I care? NO. In fact, I'm so glad he found it 'cause he SHOULD read it, why, it's dedicated to him, of course! He wants it to bother him, it's not my choice. It's his problem. But thank you, Lord, he finally see it and I PRAY that he should [censored] off. Shoo, stupid stick-like mosquito, if you don't wanna get SMASHED.
Well.
Sorry guys, my rude post was typed when I was furious and out of control. So, there were a bunch of short forms and grammar errors and broken English. Hahahahahaha. Forgive me.
Ps. Thanks, Thaddeus, for reading that RUDE post which is SPECIALLY FOR YOU. Hope you'll BURN OFF soon and stop polluting the world.
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