Twitter + Livejournal

Because blogger hates me so.

Needed a venting outlet so I got me a twitter.

Needed a proper place to blog so I got me a livejournal.

Time to move on, poppycocks. Sometimes a change is good.

ASDFGHJKL

Seething with anger right now and I need to punch someone badly.

I swear if I ever bumped into that son of a bitch ever againnnnnnnnnnnnn I will make the hell out of him. I thought fasting = makes you holier or something? HURHURHUR ALLAH SEES IT ALL. Well I hope your bloody stubby fingers now reek of Patrick. Ooh I'm good with puns.

But it was funny how he looked so shocked when I looked up and stared right into his face. Scurried off with tail in between his legs before I could deliver the punch that was coming up next. Am I that scary. -.-

Aight, so I was (still am) shit pissed and..... okeh, fair enough.

Nyeh it shall not ruin my good mood. I had such a fun time at one of Kenneth K's places; Kenneth N became leg-rest for later part of night HAHAHAH and then Kenneth K (in sober state) saw woman in black cloak at corridor above ours (which none of us can see) wooooop. Love the poolside, the dining pavillion with the counter and the glassy apartments and the whole swanky vibe it radiates. So pweeeeeety.

And apparently only next to husband's condo which I hahahahaha didn't realise the entire time.

Okeh, scooting. Meeting Clemence later I miss you so much, bimboooooo. ^^

I love Nur Farahizza Bte Abdul Rahim

A lot, a lot, a lot.

Probs the only one who'll go eat wimme whenever I have a random craving for something. Probs the only one who'll take the longer way home just to accompany me, even if it meant that she'll be facing a sleeping me the entire ride. Probs the only one who'll tap my card for every morning lecture that I want to skip. Probs the only one who'll meet me before an Accounting paper to crash course me on all the stuff I need to know to pass. And true enough, thanks to her, I've never failed a single Accounting paper. Probs the only one who's told me 'I love you' or 'I miss you' too much.

I get so upset when she's upset. I get so pissed when people make use of her or make her upset. Sometimes when I see her get so defenceless, I feel like standing up for her. I try to be nice to people cuz I don't like her to get stuck in-between and apologising profusely for things that are not her fault. I like leaving notes and random little stuff for her in her locker and imagine her expression when she chances upon them. Though I always forget to do so (HEHEHEHEHE). I remember how she looked when I bought two lollies and paid at her counter and passed one right to her after that.

I just want to let you know, F, that I've always been grateful to have known you. And every night when I begin to thank God for all the little things, the awesome people He's blessed me with, you are definitely on my list. I know I'm not the best-est friend one can get but I try my very best to be one. And if there's ever a time I've let you down, I'd like to say I'm sorry and that I really do love you a lot.

And of course, thank you for everything you've done and for being you.

Luvvvv you vellllly much. ^^

P.S I is straight, thanks.

Screw blogger

I have pictures to post, draft entries lined up.
But blogger is currently being an ass
by not letting me upload pictures (again).
And it frustrates me much so there.
Nothing till blogger decides to work fine again.

Or should I just switch to another blog host?

Boxface

I spam you with pictures.











One thing I like about Mac books.

Today I screwed up both presentations. Today I got called drunk again (totally untrue, touched no alcohol). Today Kenneth K called me a prostitute cuz of my shoes. Today I towered over people.

Today we bade farewell to D409, to BSC team 5'09 sem one round two.

Ironic enough, was emo on the first and last day. Emo cuz I was shit pissed with self for messing up, emo cuz I was mother tired and could catch no nap; extra four inches in height = stand out from crowd = I don't like.

Isn't it saddening to know that you do not matter to your friends as much as they matter to you? The feeling as though they ain't proud to have you as a friend. And to think I was told to learn to dare to love. (Mouthful)

I feel ditched all the time.

I iz this pathetic little creature........... I like my corner.

So, ta.

Operation beef noodles

Epic fail.

First thing that struck my mind - 'OH SHIT'. Unreplied texts; woke up an hour too late. And then there was the struggle to get out of bed..... Thank God Fara knows me well enough heh. ^^

Combed entire food court at TBP for beef noodles but to no avail. Fara and I decided to make way down to Tiong Bahru market instead. Walked a great deal and finally we reached but damn, no halal food. No beef noodles either. Got some drinks to quench thirst instead and we came to a decision......... to go back to TBP. +_+

Could've walked but the heat was overwhelming. No bus cuz I didn't bring my card out and Fara had no change. No cabs in sight, wuz gonn walk further down to attempt to hail one when one cab from the opposite direction made a dangerous turn to stop in front of us.

I meet nice cabbies all the time. ^^



And......... it was KFC in the end zzz. Had to share. Cuz the drinks we had before got us pretty filled up.

What a day.

I STILL WANT MY BEEF NOODLES!!!!!!!!! :@

Oh, the irony.......

Watched The Hangover and got absolutely hung over.

Not the prettiest sight fo'sure. Never felt so bulimic in my life before. And here's a great shoutout to the cleaners working at SMU - I luvvvv you guys. ^^

On a side note, Bradley Cooper's hot in the movie.

Oh and happy national day? Haha not the most patriotic person around........

Anyway, great thanks to peepz for making night fun, for taking care of me. Probs sick of hearing this from me again but sorry for being such a messsss. And for being so heavy hahahaha.

Hate imposing on people when everything's all avoidable. :/

Right now I have this crave for beef noodles. Ever since four am actually. And since it's day already.... Imma go hunt for some right now. ^^ Ta.