Happy Birthday Elyana Amran!
I'll always remember when you said you thought I was bisexual and emo. Nabey!
I'll always remember all the encouraging words and advices you've said to me.
I love you.


Yay yay Yana dah tua.
Next up, uh you know who ah haha
I've already asked my parents for a kitten. In turn they said that they'll buy me a stuffed-toy kitty and then they laughed. Which wasn't funny at all and I wanted to cry so I scratched the both of them and my dad scratched me back with his "nails" and my mum pinched me till I wanted to die.
I fucking hate it when people pinch me. Nabey.
And so I've changed the criteria to "a new living and breathing kitten".
I've asked Zan and a few others, names not to be mentioned, for new pairs of shoes sized 6.
And they said "Masyaallah! Tak tau malu.".
Haha bastards.
I'm sooooo annoying right now and I wish to stop.


Cannot Mannot Fannot Lannot Pannot Jannot Hannot Yannot Rannot Wannot Gannot Zannot Nannot Dannot Sannot Tannot Vannot wait for next weeeeeeeeeeek!!!

Though I can't complain about the past few weeks or so.
Too many chill-out sessions, too little time for school.
School's been a bloody bunch of ginormous bullshit so it's not worth attending most of the time.
Sucks the life out of me ah, seriously. Can quit now or not ah?
Chill-out sessions has been good. Not great, but always good.
New friends met and old friends reunite as always.
So yeah. Next week! Next week! Next week! Next week!
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeoooo wwwwweeeooooooooooooooooooo!


Oh there's this documentary on insomniacs and it shows how people eventually die of exhaustion cause they are really REALLY sleep deprived as in they can't sleep at all.
At all, man.
Fucking scary. Imagine not having sleep at-freaking-all and dying from wanting to get to sleep.
I think I'd kill myself before waiting for death to come.

Dammit I love documentaries.
Thank God for Animal Planet, National Geographic and Discovery Channel.
Behind this "muke budak jahat" is a girl who loves watching documentaries ah ohkay.
I can watch them all day and it sure as hell beats going to freaking school.


A part of my back is killing me.
It hurts like WOO! and I feel like stabbing it with a 347847 inch dagger.
I can't walk, bend, sit, stand or reach for anything without going "OUCH BLOODY FUCKING HELL!".
Baik ah geng. Aku dah tua.