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Wednesday, August 26, 2009 1:29 AM


Intruders, you are fools.
Look you don’t rule
Stop pretending
You think you got his back
Wake up boys and girls
You humans love to act.


Sunday, August 23, 2009 12:54 AM



Happy 22nd adlan!
Still growing beautifully.
<3


12:25 AM

Fasting month here I come.
I can’t fast anyway. Pretty wasted tho.
I was at Junction 8 watching Crackerjack and The Rejecks performing.
Hari Raya coming up next
I don’t really feel like celebrating
The atmosphere will be different without my dad around
I miss him so much.
I may not have any confidence in what I can do
Closing my eyes dragging my tears away
Here I am still living strongly on my fate
No one can able to be me
The woes of a woman losing her man
a wife losing her husband
a daughter losing her dad
Sacrificing every part of my bits for every one needs.
But I know I will make it one day to the top.
And dad I’m going to make you proud.
And mum you are going to be the first person I will share my happiness with.
I won’t grumble anymore.
As I know God is Fair.


Monday, August 17, 2009 10:38 PM

heh heh heh.









Not even our pms can break us apart.


Thursday, August 13, 2009 11:23 AM

Gosh I’m fat I’m fat I’m fat I’m fat I’m fat I’m fat I’m fat I’m fat I’m fat
I need to lose some weight lose some weight lose some weight lose some weight
This is infuriating infuriating infuriating infuriating very infuriating
I am marked by depressions when I see those numbers
I am changing my lifestyle now and I mean NOW!

I eat one piece of raisin bread for breakfast.
Do my morning household chores, washing clothes, clean the bed and sweep the floor.
I jog for 5 minutes.
Sit-ups for 70 counts
Push-ups girl style for 10 counts

THEN LIE FLAT DOWN TO THE FLOOR.
FEELING SO BREATHLESS
IT BEEN TWO YEARS SINCE I LAST SHAKE MY BONES REAL HARD.
NOW I’M DOTTED WITH MY SWEET SCENT OF SWEAT. HAHAHAHAHAHA
YEAH! I’M FEELING REAL GOOD BABY!


MY DIET PLAN
The Don’ts

No chocolates for a month.
No longer one plate of rice but cutting down to
half.
No eating starting from 8 pm onwards.
No sweet drinks except for
fruit juices.
Stay away from fried foods.

The Do’s

Eat lots of fruits.
Exercise, exercise and exercise.



Saturday, August 8, 2009 11:17 PM

Pieces of her shattered away
Like a bottle of wine
You got her thinking from night to day
The sounds of the clock goes tick, tick a tock.
Not a minute stop.
It was so long ago
Since you said you love her so
Now you are leaving her without a goodbye
Sunset to sunrise she is feeling low and dry
On a very cold night
She trembled, feeling very disturbed
Dreadful winds blowing her lovely black hair
Bloody tears wets her radiant skin
And there your soul smiles at her from within
Looking after her from the other world
But she never knew.
She doesn’t know how to begin.
It’s killing her everyday.


2:25 AM




I miss us.
I love us.
I got the best us.


2:19 AM

A whore never feels complete without her vagina.
A man to man action is pretty much disgusting.
Fucking fat bastards are getting on my nerves.
Skinny bitches are just another irritating idiots.
Running kids are driving me to my grave.
Mats hanging around at Topman.
Minahs are just trash to the mall.
No customer equals to plenty of food to eat.
Nagging supervisor.
Another old and nagging manager.
Big boss fucking Caucasian desperado.
Cigarettes running up fast
End of the day you just want to rush back home and knock out.
Raffles City Moments.