it's killing me

one thing that I realize about myself is I often have my monologue in  English (pretty cool, I guess).

the funniest thing about me is no matter how much I think my monologue is interesting to be put in the blog, I will forget it in less than an hour.

and if I have not forgotten it, some "calamities" such as undetected connection, it is raining and the connection is turtle-walking slow, or worst, my abah forget to pay the internet bill, happen.

seriously, the loneliness, the laziness and the hunger are killing me.

the hunger is killing me.

meow~

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gegel: just for you to know, I'm soooooo not going to dance with you.

boboi: errr~ not that I ask you either.

*cengkerik berbunyi dan menari-nari*

three of a kind

I found this quote somewhere in the Internet.

there are three kinds of people.

the first one is...(baca baca baca)

the second one is...(baca baca baca)

the third one is...(repeat bacaan)

the third one is...(konpemkan apa yang dibaca)

the third one is..(adeh terasa!)

"eh, apa yang jadi tadi?" tanya orang ketiga.

one after another

it started last month, and now it seems like I can't have a fullstop to this.

dear mr / mrs L******R, 

your assignments torture me a lot.

my brain blistered. 

my body ached. 

I lost my best friend, Sleep.

thank you  for this unforgettable memory.

sincerely,

Sleep's best friend

ade scanner otak best ni. xpayah susah2 taip, tulis.

between two hearts

between two hearts,

which one shall I console first?

mine,

or yours?

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ya Allah,

please help me for everything seems so wrong right now.

too many questions, without a single answer.

I'm not strong enough to go through it.

still, I know, this is the best for me. thank you Allah. :)

mr.cool

there is a boy whom I like since I was in form three.

I like him so much, I always find a way to have a fight with him.

then, we became couple. (coupling at such a young age is not good, you know.)

after three years, we broke up. 

but I still can't forget him so, with all the guts I owned, I disturbed him just like I always do. 

yes, I know, it was a shameless thing to do. I called myself at that time "wall face" (muka tembok.)

I still like him, until now and I'll continue to like him, as I always do.

the most important thing, I don't need a reason to like him.

I just like him. :)