not the first, never the last.. till i step foot in hell..

6 more days. i woke up in the middle of night, eyes wide open staring in to nothing but darkness.

i grabbed my phone, and checked my calendar.

shitt.... a week left...

arghhhnyeahgahahhhhhh

back to hell.. back to hell...

holidays are wayyyyy tooo short this year..

Doh!.. *blinks twice and :D

upon logging in to my blog i feel as if i've reunited with an old friend. sorry for abandoning you for so long. what can i say. been busy. and everytime i come across something i think is worth writing about, i think of u, but then everything is forgotten again when something else comes along which is every other day. i never found the time to laze around, or to be bored. i'm either always out with my friends, walking about alone getting necessary items, or pigging out with my family. seeing as how i wont be coming home next summer, i'm making sure that i eat 2 years worth of pure, authentic malaysian food. no worrying about the pounds. that can easily be shed in moscow. no need to make salad or greens as the main course ( they wont even have grass during the 6 month of winter anyway). we'll just eat snow aite. (word of advice though, don't eat yellow snow.. hyuck hyuck).

Trying to recall what i've been doing the last couple of weeks. Can't seem to put everything in order. Time has been sitting on a rocket circling the earth over and over again. Seems like everything has been fast forwarded ( if they went in the other direction could we rewind time?)
So much has happened, i wish i could remember all of it now. Feel the need to jot down everything ( for my own sake). Been so absent minded and forgetful these few days it's amazing i managed to stay alive this long. My level of blurness has increased tremendously that most of the time, i'm not aware of what's going on around me. Which is amusing to my sisters, so i just humour them. Plus it's a great excuse to get away with work and to avoid conversations which i do not care for. and amazingly i've actually gained more patience (who knew that was possible) and tolerance for others.

( i should make slogans.. 'Blurness is the best way of life', 'Live Life Blur!', 'Remain blur, remain married', Take the Hell out of Healthy, Stay Blur!' *winks and flashes Colgate smile)

HAHAHA.. (self amused)

errr...

*realises that topic sudah lari*

errrr.. hmmm... ........ :D

looks like i wont be updating on past events as my head has already sunken so deep into the table it's becoming part of it (sleepy). I can't recollect everything anyway. oh but as of monday onwards, i would officially be 25% wisdomless. aaaaaaaaa..

:( help..

crossed off my list to dos... :D

ahh i have now fulfilled my dream (one of) by entering my secondary school in the middle of the night and pranced down the halls of my alma mater. unexplainable fantasy that i've always thought would never come true. and yet.. huhuhuh.

my accomplishments of course splashed over facebook has earned us titles of heroes, daredevils and 'jobless people'. envious beings.. tsk..muahahahaha.

*arms crossed behind head*

i, am contented.

^^

go, no go

it's raining. still deciding if i should go low yatt in this weather. as it is i'm unsure of the way there. i dont mind getting lost though as long as i know how to get back.

but then again bus rides alone are always so peaceful. what with the rain drops trickling down the window. the sheer thought of it makes my heart contented.

who could resist the opportunity of walking in the rain and the having the smell of it surround u.

pure bliss...

just like you

i wish i knew how to be insensitive and just forget everything.

insusceptible to your actions and words once said, that plays in my head over and over.

i want to lack imagination, so my mind can finally rest easy..

to be completely devoid of sentiment and rid this nostalgic feeling.

please.. be gone.. i dont want these traits.

a Monday morn without practicals.. and this is what i do..

a line of a song, and a vague tune held hands and went skipping across my mind today.

and as the back of my eyes followed them going across, watching them disappear somewhere at the back of my head, i am now stuck wondering what the hell that song was.

i know i'm going to be thinking about it the whole day, now..

dont u just hate it when that happens..

-_-'''


(recovering from feverflu)