why are you densed.

bastard.
i don't like you.
do you get that.
as simple as that.
now leave me the fuck alone.

if you werent being so fucking creepy for the past few days,
maybe in a different universe we could be friends.
but i dont think so now.
you're not my boyfriend or any fucking special friend.
so don't treat me like your fucking princess.
i aint it!
dream on idiot.
i aint feeling you.
and i dont like you or your ways of communicating with me freak.

maybe you should get help,
or see a psychologist,
or read relationship for dummies.
it aint the way to treat a girl like she's a doll,
unless if she's really a freaking plastic idiot!

fyi.
u should pay attention more to your studies than the girl.
cause your gonna repeat papers.
and if you are the last guy living on earth pun,
i fucking aint gonna take you in dope.
if you wanna play the name game,
here's some for you:
freak, dense, idiot, arsehole, dickhead, bullshit.

have some respect for a girl la first shit head.

relationships,

The little prince went away, to look again at the roses.

"You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world."

And the roses were very much embarrassed.

"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you — the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose."

lie in the sound.

i am falling
say my name
and i’ll lie in the sound
what is love
but whatever my heart needs around?

i love this song very much.
its by trespassers william, lie in the sound.
pops out when the time i had troubles with him.
yeah, still mending that fragile emotions of mine.
but i did saw him yesterday.
and my doubts and hatred for him just went away.

i swear that i'm a heartbreaker,
but how did i fall so hard for him?
lorr.

i had a wonderful chinese new year celebration.
i hang out with my cousins, passing time.
it was nice as i only get to see them once a year.

gong xi fa chai.
happy chinese niu year!
;]

ah. how annoying.
i wish that he could just stop being restless.
i'm not sure about him anymore.
how could u know if the person ur staring at is THE ONE?

i don’t miss him, i miss who i thought he was.

forget him.
i actually had a nice time hanging out at the curve and mid valley with my parents and sister.
1 1/2 year to go to india.

two way dream sucks.

boys could be sometimes useful and fun to have around,
but when it comes around their pms days,
they act like jerks and suddenly cynical.
i'm not mentioning anyone in particular, ehem,
but i'm getting tired of his controlling ways.
i'm gonna lose all my guy friend because of my loyalty for him,
although i hide some of my very close guy friends away from his knowledge.
what can i do in this sodding position.
if i tell, i'll say goodbye to either,
if i stay silent and kept them my treasures,
he'll never know or become suspicious.
if i'm questioned, i won't lie,
i'll be super honest to him of my view on those guys, my friends,
as we have nothing chummy going around.
he's being over paranoid really.
love is give and take,
easy for him to say,
but would he listen and consider my ideas,
nor my friends who happened to be boys?

relationships are bull shit totally.

plastic's developement.

still putting up d lyrics together,
kept changing d word to match d atmosphere,
too jovial would b very siniter,
mind juz lost within d empty papers.

listening to ataris after watching an episod of one tree hill,
missing him and he's miles away,
his absence turning into a bitter pill,
i wish i could see him today.

;S

somehow...

ever since my room mate hanisah shown me her's,
suddenly i'm inspired to re-write my deserted blog.
hehe.

nthg's new from last year.
i still don't believe in new year resolutions.
full of merde anyway.
just that i have to constantly remind myself to study very very hard and stop daydreaming + missing him...
he'll b in shah alam next month,
that makes him 4 hours ktm ride away from me...
mmm...

but compared to india, i should b grateful enuf for that.
huhu.

p/s : gud luck to frens who's taking as exam in may/june. ;]

sod.

my fingertips are holding onto
the cracks in our foundation
and i know that i should let go, but i can't
i know i should forget, but i can't
kate nash's foundations.

why the hell i go and do a long list of resolutions and never do any of them.
forget it. fuck it.
i have screwed zero eight resolutions since its totally about shit.
i'll never gonna be committed to anything.
i'll never spend or save enough money.