I get scared whenever I wake up nowadays.
I've been experiencing constant déjà vus when I wake up.
I open my eyes, reach out to my phone, check the time and it says "11:50AM".
It's been that way for 5 days already.
I'm also scared to sleep.
Cause mainly, I can't.
It takes me hours to get to sleep.
Toss, turn, toss and turn.
Nabey.
And when I do get to sleep, I'll wake up every goddamn hour of the night.
Cheebai.
And if I hear anything moving around in my house, I'll wake up.
Which can be scary. I don't wanna see ghosts =(
I want sleeping pills.
No, wait.
I need sleeping pills.
Oh Oh.
I woke up just now and felt hungry.
My parents left me alone at home with no fucking food and no fucking money so I made myself some milk tea.
Or at least attempted to make myself some milk tea.
Feeling contented with what I saw, I drank it.
should ever taste or eat what I make with my bare hands.
It tasted like baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. hahahaha
I laughed at myself like a moron.
But but everyone should taste my freaking brownies.
huahuahua.
Note.
You'll only beat yourself up for making the wrong decisions.
Or cry cause something bad happened to you in that one year.
You set goals for yourself. Then you'll beat yourself up again if you don't reach them in the end.
Note to self: Never set goals. That way, you'll never be disappointed. Ever.
Merry Christmas.
allowed entry at 6:01 pm
Yes hello.
I was home on a Saturday.
I distinctly remember myself telling my mum this yesterday, "I'm not going out on the weekends. So lemme out today.".
How much more dumb can I get.
Idiot.
But on the bright side, it rained the whole day today.
I felt the biggest urge to walk out of that door and play in the rain while singing. So that it rains even heavier. huahua.
I love it when it rains.
The thought of sitting at the bus stop with your other half in the heavy rain, to me, is fucken romantic. Gah.
Lying on my bed with my lappy on my tummy while listening to songs really makes me wish I were dead.
It's pure boredom torture.
I wish I had a baby to take care of.
And I'm having an obsession over babies.
I can't wait to have a freaking baby boy as my first kid, make his hair into a mohawk, dye it red and watch him sleep. haha
Sleeping babies equals to me going, "oh my fucking god, I wanna kick you in the face so bad.".
Which basically means that it's too fucking cute for me to handle.
>=[ I. Want. A. Baby. haha
Eh. I trimmed my hair yesterday.
People say I wasted my money.
Cause there's no bleeding difference.
Which is true.
_|_
Due to overwhelming boredom, I came up with this.
Excuse me while I kiss the sky
Let me be aware of the treasure that you are
I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination
It's a very short trip. While alive, live
Don't count the years, count the memories
I live in the present. I only remember the past and anticipate the future
I was boooooooooooooored.
So bored.
Still bored.
Am always bored.
Now I'm boring you.
HAHA.
We look fucking retarded.
I fucken miss you girls uh.
I'm sick of hanging out with guys.
Before I turn into a guy, inject my dosage of femininity into me!
And oh, we need to discuss some shits out man.
Primarily about that person turning 18. HOHO.
haaaaaaaaaahahahahhahaaha that short idiot is tuning 18 in 29 days!
Old piece of fuck! ahhahahhaha
Ohkay shush, I love you =P
And honey, it's only been 12 days but it feels like 12 motherfucking years.
Anyone wanna help me in inventing a bleeding time machine?
allowed entry at 2:31 pm
I'm so freaking annoyed with my hair.
I don't know what in the freaking world I should do with it.
But one thing's for sure, I'm not gonna cut it short.
Long hair. I want long haaaiiiirrrr!
I'll never resort to hair extensions.
I hate how getting hair extensions is the in thing now.
Yesterday, I saw this gay guy with short hair, and he had a patch of hair extensions at the back of his head.
It made him look fucking retarded.
What a joke. Moron.
Oh.
I don't know why, but I feel like blogging about Yana.
Let me state why she's such a gundu.
Once, Dane, Yana and I were sitting outside class and were talking about some stuff when,
Yana: So, don't have unprotected sex. Or you'll get HIV Aedes!
Feeling confident, she said that out loud.
All three went quiet, then after what felt like 15 seconds finally she realised,
Yana: EH! Aedes?! hahahahahahhahahahahahaahah AIDS, AIDS!
Then another time, we were looking through a magazine and I think we came across Kylie Minogue.
Farrr: _________ idk what I said actually.
Yana: Yeah, she looks like Marilyn Monsoon.
Farrr: HAHAHAHAHHA! Marilyn Monroe lah bodoh!
hahahahahhaahhaha Marilyn Monsoon BAPAK kau.
Confident sial.
Elyana Amran, I have no comments for you. haha
With friends like these, there's no wonder I can get stomach muscles due to excessive laughing.
I'm even laughing while typing this out.
Gah you guys make me go crazy.
Oooohh yes, I saw Nas yesterday!
Hug hug, talk talk, the usual.
Ahmad, heard you got 9 points!
Congrats darling.
Come, blanja us during Christmas. Nyeahahaha.
allowed entry at 9:52 pm
Stupidest day on Earth.
Stupid chocolates gave me a stupid migraine.
Which stupidly caused me to have no mood for shopping.
And my mum just had to be a %$#@! today.
Serves her right to lose 50 bucks just now. In your face. Gah.
Walking around town with 'PMS' chopped on your forehead makes you realise more stuff.
Like how some people's nature is, from the way they walk.
I'm usually right in predicting a person's character from first impressions.
Wearing a tee, shorts and slippers to TANGS, Wisma and Paragon, the staff there will give you looks, like you don't belong there.
How much more stereotypical can people get?
But quite true lah, I didn't have 2 bucks in my pocket. haha
But my goodness. If I didn't have self-control and if my parents weren't there, I would have fucking poked their eyes out while screaming,
"What the fuck is wrong with you motherfucking dipshits?!".
Yeah. That might've happened.
Seriously.
I want money.
Not your money.
Just, money.
OH! Fazri, if you read my blog, you better tag, I tell you.
hahaha
That also goes for everyone reading my blog.
Especially Yana.
Expect people to update, but she never ever tags. Asshole. haha
allowed entry at 5:10 pm
I'm feeling a teeny weeny bit emo right now.
I feel fucking lost.
I don't feel like doing anything.
I'm supposed to be starting work today but that dumbass didn't call me back. Their system is just whacked.
I don't think going out with people would be the solution for me to not feel lost.
Going through my contacts in me phone, I feel a need to call everyone cause I haven't been the nicest friend to them.
But goddamn, I don't feel like talking to anyone.
At times like these, my television becomes my best friend.
He never dies.
He relaxes my mind.
He broadens my perspective on life.
He makes me laugh till I cry.
He makes me cry out of sorrow.
OMG I miss Faisal so much =(
allowed entry at 12:37 am
Guess what?
GUESS WHAT?!I have a joooooooooooooooooooooooooooooob.
Oh. My. Freaking. God.
I can't wait to start working.
Lemme give you the job specs.
It's a freelance waitressing job thingamagic at hotels.
We text the management whenever we're free.
Then they'll post us at any hotels which are having a shortage in manpower.
They pay 6 bucks an hour and the day ends at around 1 or 2AM.
The best thing of all, we get paid daily.
Is that awesome or is that
awesome?
Thanks Yana, for the recommendation ;) <3
Can I just say how much I hate insects and ghosts?
They make me cry.
Fuck them all.
They should just sod off.
Insects should get stepped on and buried into the ground.
Ghosts need to go into the 'light', whatever and wherever the fuck the 'light' is.
Guess where I was lying down.
hohoho.
allowed entry at 10:23 pm
So much for a job interview.
"We don't need part-timers in the meantime."
Screw you, bitch.
Save it. Or better yet, shove it up your ass.
So annoying.
Hanging out with my bodyguards was refreshing.
My bodyguards, being Haiqal and Reezan.
They may look like they don't give a flying fuck about the world, but they're one of the steps in which I can reach euphoria.
My final stage of reaching ultimate euphoria?
My cocaine; Faisal.
Speaking of which, he has a blooooogg.
hahahah
Anyways.
I went to the Sony Style outlet just now and was trying out the cameras.
I've changed my wishlist.
No more DSC-H7s.
This is my new eye candy.
I used it, and it felt so smooth and so right.
Felt like sex man, I swear.
The price?
$1,099 for the kit including the lens.
And that's just the basic kit.
Would anyone like to donate to the "Make-Fareena-Happy Fund"?
Any amount of contribution would be gladly taken in.
I swear I love you guys, my very own Happy Tree Friends.
And I just realised, the last time I posted this picture up, we were all single.
Now, we're all attached and very much in love.
I love the way we are.
Shut up, I look retarded.
allowed entry at 5:05 pm
I have no idea what to say.
The fact that Faisal's 85720857 miles away is killing me.
Only a few hours has gone by but it feels like 8100658 years.
I miss him like ______________.
Fill in the blank.
It's indescribable.
The sinking feeling is unbearable.
But hell, I love him.
I'll wait even if it takes me light years.
I've never been happier till you walked into my life.
The 1 month we've been together sped like a jet plane.
I'm crossing my fingers and hoping that these 12 months would be a breeze.
The thing I like about us is that we can talk like best friends.
Like we've known each other since we were kids.
We can talk shit all night long, till we literally talk about shit.
We started out as nothing. And now, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me.
I swear, I will never let you go.
When you come back, when I have my license, you get yours, I get my Sony DSC-H7 and you get your Canon 400D, we
will go on a holiday.
Nurfareena Binte Jamalludin ♥ Achmad Faisal Bin Kamsari
I love you. Fullstop. No questions asked.
allowed entry at 7:50 pm
Yes, I know I haven't been updating.
I suck at being a blogger.
So I went to see the orthopedics doctor that day.
My unlucky pinkie toe is still fractured.
How sad.
And no, idiots, fungus isn't growing.
It's just blood clot.
You guys made me freak out for no reason.
Idiots. hah
The humongous burden, school, has really been taking a toll on me.
Who would've thought ITE life was so... stressful.
I never thought I'd say 'ITE' and 'stressful' in one sentence.
The unnecessary pressure is making me think twice about getting into poly.
But I have to say, the project assignment we were given was quite ridiculous.
It's a stretch for us amateurs to think of a product and write out a whole proposal on how to market it.
Damn. I can't believe we pulled it off.
And as per usual, at the very last freaking minute.
Nice job, people.
Too bad Farah and Dane weren't there.
Bummer.
Neglecter.
That's what I've been for the past few weeks.
I think I'm born to be a loner.
Eventhough there are people asking me to go hangout with them, I'll be like ._.
I'm seriously too lazy to hangout.
And that explains the lack of pictures in my blog. Boring shit.
Maybe I'm not lazy to hangout.
I like the feeling of walking around alone.
Equipped with my mp3, ciggys and lighter, I'm off for an aimless day out.
And oh, have you seen the Tab TV gazette for this week?
The guy says "Fan or fanatics. What's the difference?" or something like that.
Isn't 'fan' a short form of the word 'fanatic'?
I can't believe they made such a huge error. Hurh.
EH ASSHOLE.
I HAVE A PIMPLE.
>=[
Nabey cheebai.
Friday. Saturday. Sunday. Monday.
=(
allowed entry at 6:10 pm
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!
smiley smiley smile smile.
boredy boredy bored bored.
I'm supposed to be preparing the script and props for the oral presentation but heck,
my mind's too tired,
my fingers are too lazy to move on the touchpad
and I'm too lazy.
Probably later aye.
I just wanna talk about how adorable my mum has been lately.
She loves this short 2 minute cartoon on Nickelodeon.
Whenever I switch to Nickelodeon and this cartoon comes on, she'll laugh immediately.
Even when they aren't doing anything cute or funny.
Weirdo.
And I've realised that my parents are the few of the most cruel critics I've ever known.
We were at City Hall the other day when this bunch of emokids or scene kids or whatever the fuck they label themselves as, walked by.
Mum: Why do they cover their eyes with their hair?
Dad: Don't know! Isn't it annoying?
Mum: That's why. Might as well wear a pirate's eye-patch.
o.O
And another time, we walked by a group of punks and some of them happen to be my friends.
Dad: [pointing to my friend] His hair is like a POODLE! HAHAHAHAHA
-__________________-"
Another time, there were these 2 broken-wristed guys walking in front of us.
My dad couldn't stop staring at their butts.
Partly cause they were sashaying their bodies at CityLink Mall,
and cause their boxers were showing.
I can't remember what my dad commented on them.
He kept on talking and talking and talking.
So annoying.
We were just behind them.
After talking so much smack about them, I found out that they understood and were talking in Malay.
haaha
Tsk tsk.
Moral of the story; walking around aimlessly with my parents might cause you to get beaten up.
I miss my parents.
And oh, I love my green haired bf. haha
