Friday, June 01, 2007
wen to the it fair..and it was a blast i tell ya..jann gt pretty demoralised wit the gizmos and promotions she saw ther..lol..and i was too lah..saw the external hardisk at a reali2 low price..i was like WTF..
chilled wit epul and fadhil at BK after tt..dinch reali buy anything lah..just talked stuff..talked abt the future too..i just realised that me and fadhil lifes revolves ard tv shows and movies..if theres this movie that inspired us..we wil lbe like talking abt it non stop and we wan to be like them..just like the tv shows heroes and prison break..fadhil wud imagine as sylar lah..i wud be cum tbag..japheth wud be..err..sum bullshit guy..lol..then we will be inspired by those nigga music videos..wic always compromises..of beautiful women..lots of cash..cars..and bling blings..lol..its funny lah..but we enjoy dreaming..but one thing is for sure..we want to be like msutaq ahmad..the owner of mustafa centre and steve jobs founder of Apple..hahahahahs
went back home and gt a small tiny lecture frm mom for dirtying her car..well cant blame me lah..it was at nite hw i noe the guys dirty the car..cant even see..one thing abt my mom is..she can spot very lil details..like hw she spotted ciggaratte ashes on the carpet..well nt tt i smoke lah..it was awal and rizal lah..and she noes wad time i came back..though she was slping..i promised her to be back by midnite but came home at 5..well have to pick and send saiful home who lives at the other bloody end of singapore..lol..and i even haf to pay her 20 bucks for using up half of the fuel..dopes..so strict..
broke leh...but lets go crusing again!
i tink i got problem in remembering ppls bdae..i keep forgetting janns..lol
and i tink its cute how she spend hours vacumming just one carpet :)
6:44 AM
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Thursday, May 31, 2007
im sorry that i teased you.
10:15 AM
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Tuesday, May 29, 2007
this is a special post.i have decided to write a short story for all the readers out there.so enjoy :D
Francesca, a teenage girl who grew up with her cruel stepmother. Her father was dead when she was just eight years old. Life wasn't easy for her as she was often abused by her stepmother. Like any other teenage girl, she wishes to go to the mall, parties and sleep overs. However, these were just wishful thinkings. Every single day after school, she would go home, do the housework, and receive beatings by her stepmother even for the slightest mistake she does like a small stain on the table cloth. Being beaten was a routine she had to face everyday.
So christmas came and smiles were on everyone's face except hers. Relatives from her stepmother's side came to visit. While they were happily singing the christmas carols, Francesca was in a cold dark room, locked. She was holding herself together with strands of denial, by ignoring the pain. However, tears started to roll down as she was reminded of the last christmas she had spent with her father. It was, in retrospect, the happiest day of her life. And so, more tears sprang to her eyes as arrows of pain tore up her legs. She figured out that she had to leave that place. That place called HELL.
At the stroke of midnight, she carefully and quietly leave the house through the small window of her room. She had to really force herself out . The rough edges of the window rubbed against her already scarred skin, making it worse. Slowly and steadily she forced herself out of the window. And finally ! She's free ! She ran as fast as possible, away from that house of doom. The fairytale's only just begun, she told herself. She is on a roll now. Nothing can stop her.
Deep into the woods, she discover an old house and ran into it. No one was living in it. She looks out of the fogged glass, the clouds still weeping of her past. Now she is safe, inside the house. Protected from the elements. She will have no need for fear now. Not like before, everyday is a challenge. To survive, to grow. Here, everything is taken care of. There is comfort in monotony.
So end of story. It's not a fantastic piece but i really hope fellow readers out there enjoyed at least a bit of the story i had written spontaneously.
with love, nisa (:
easy peasy lemon squeezy ((:
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