I hate fighting. especially with my best friend. i hate it when im fighting with my own best friend and I have no one to go to about it. i hate that feeling and sometimes theres no way i can change it because sometimes best friends fight and then after awhile they kiss and make up. or in other cases they dont kiss and make up

i just hate it when people take advantage of my emotions. they know how to get the best of me and they know how emotionally upset i get even over a small word like 'youre useless' or 'youre fat'. and thats when i just feel like exploding because i just hate it i mean sometimes i really do feel like im 'buried six feet under screams and no one seems to hear a thing'.

but what i hate the most is when people tell me i dont give a shit. i just hate it. i mean sometimes dont show it but i do okay. i just sometimes dont know what to say kinda like sometimes you dont know how to cheer people up. sometimes i get all caught up in awkward situations and sometimes im just a vapid bitch. girls~

i may be a bitch sometimes and i have a sharp mouth but i do have a heart.

I DO CARE.

what even

I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt. So sexyyyy

Half a century + 4!

Happy 54th Independance Day Malaysia!

'There's no place like home' I've always believed in that saying. I mean as much as you love London or Italy or anywhere else, you will always miss your rice. Your sambal belacan and the broken english we all grew up speaking. Early morning you'll find anyone and everyone at a mamak or a chinese coffee shop having teh tarik and nasi lemak. That's classic malaysian cuisine! Or there's a traffic jam and everyone starts honking knowing there's no reason to because honking won't solve the problem. And if the problem was solved people would just wind down their window and go 'what la you!!' Or 'apa ni. haktuih!' Typical.

Eventhough the present government is so screwed up all because of that shit pig face and his wife the clown, malaysia is still malaysia. I love the people. I love the ambience . I love the food. I love the weather.

There's No Place Like Home.

Merdeka! Merdeka! Merdeka!

(Lol over semangat bnut actually not really semangat oso. Hahahaha okay.)

Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir dan Batin!
I'm starting to blog again because of a certain someone muehuahaha.
Anyways, how was your first day of raya 2011? Mine was sort of sad since my cousin, Abang Khairi is back in hospital. It's a long story haha. So spent the whole morning gobbling everything up. Raya--thats the best part of raya. The food. The glorious scrumptious food. Food you only get once a year.

That's not all. Think about all that $$$. Damnson. Only time of year you get money from your family and total strangers who claim themselves to be your relatives. Oh well its still money. \($.$)/

But the best part about Syawal is getting family together. Gathering your loved ones--friends, cousins, aunts and uncles, grandparents, siblings, parents, teachers, etc. Its about aplogising to people for your wrong doings. I mean, there's no harm in apologising any time of the year and time of the months any time of the day of the hour of the minute. But sometimes people gather up their confidence to apologise for all their wrong doings. Apologise to people they've fought with whether they're standing in the right or the wrong. Just to make things better. Before its too late.

So I hope you guys made your apologies. Paid your do. Remember have a nice time during this festive month of Syawal and you can never be too careful while playing with your firecrackers!

Xoxo

better late than never

I was suppose to post this two days ago but I guess I was too busy to have noticed that I saved it as a draft and I forgot to actually post it! Anyways..


Happy 14th Birthday little Jo! :-)

I guess growing up wasn't that easy for you since you have a sister who's been in the liume light ehem. Eventhough we fight a lot, and when I say a lot I mean A LOT, I still love you little brother. You're always there to listen to my problems eventhough you.. Don't really say anything haha but I don't care atleast you listen to my problems and that's good enough. Even when I burn my cupcakes you try to make me feel better. And you're my personal slave hehe. I love you johann haziq <3