Finally able to step my feet to my beloved hometown.
Will be going home tomorrow morning.
I have never really like the idea of traveling during the sunrise.
I prefer to begin my journey at night.
But have to since the tickets are all sold out.

Am turning 22 years old in just 5 days time.

Gulp.

I feel so ancient.
There’s something churning in my tummy, butterflies hovering and squirrels jumping in gusto, figuratively of course.

Happie Holiday everyone.

p.s. Officially Sam’s Bunkface number 1 fan starting today.

Nick J and The Administration is a side project from Nick Jonas.

I’m literally hyperventilating because I can feel a certain surreal emotion from the vibes, waves and aura from the teaser.

It’s a side project and no the Bros aren’t splitting.

click Here for the preview.

p.s. Supporting a brother =)

I have talked about Jamie a few times in my blog and those who really understand will be well-informed that he is my imaginary friend, one of my imaginary friends which I adore and love tremendously.

I am no freak but yes I do talk to Jamie even though he is one fictitious soul. I take pride by being his friend. I take refuge and find solace from my countless problems by sharing with him. He responded very well of course.

Until the day I lost my ability to see and meet him. We grew apart and I find myself unable to depict and portray his face in my mind. I don’t know what and where I did wrong. I still remember the night I dreamt of him when he decided to leave me, his wrenched face, those sad blue eyes bidding goodbye to me.

From that moment, I knew we had chosen a different path in life.Distinctive from each other. Days went by with me left baffled, trying to find the answer of this unfathomable question Jamie left me.

Everyone has and takes pleasure in something to distract themselves from their problems. They smoke, they play with their teddy bears, they drink and have sex but for me, Jamie is always the great escape.

Jamie, this fragile heart of mine here is coveting for your cheerful present. When you left, you take a part of me with you. I need that half of me back and I need you back. Please don’t shut me down.

Come home please.

p.s. I’ve always been waiting for you to come home.

Nothing concerns the topic tho, it’s just a random remark.

I know I haven’t blogged ’seriously’ and my entries are full of lovey-dovey encounters of this ugly duckling. Love stories and all the jazz. Lame, yes I know. But can’t help it and I think I’m loosing my ability to write anything other than love. Yucks! I don’t know how to continue writing, there’s been a hell lot of stories lingering in this medula oblongata of mine but I can’t seem to put it into words.
(-_-”)

So yeah, the semester has ended. No more classes and assignments. Frankly writing, I anticipate a huge downturn on my results. No kidding. This semester has been, perhaps, the most hectic and unproductive of all. However, I survived like I always do. So no fret or such.Of course there’s drama and soap operas but I prefer to keep it into the vault, throw them in and lock them.

I’m running out of cash. There’s a huge hole in my wallet and in the accounts, both accounts. Seriously in desperate need of some wages to keep me going. My economic status is shakily unstable. It’s just a matter of time for this ugly body to be bid out there.Haha I’m kidding. No don’t give me that look, I said I’m KIDDING!

My mind has been unpredictably turned on and off. It works and it doesn’t at the same time. I can’t even decipher the simplest and trivial information. I do feel like a clown sometimes and it’s my own fault, my ultimate fault. Sigh. I have come to realize that it doesn’t feel good to be laughed at but it does feel great to be laughing. There was this time, in the bathroom, I accidentally used my facial wash instead of toothpaste to brush my teeth and I didn’t realize it until the last taste. That horrible taste I shoveled down my throat and I still can taste it until now.

I think my migraine is getting worse. It’s one of the reason I loathe thinking over some discreet matters, I can even feel the pulse beating at both sides of my temple. When that happens, I feel like pulling every strands of hair I have on my head. Sometimes, when I wake up in the middle of the night and migraine strikes, I bang my head against the wall, in the dark.

My sleeping habit is getting more and more troublesome too. A friend of my mom which happens to be a doctor informed me that I have a troubled sleep and this is due to my mind which gradually becomes a machine I can’t take reign of. Every seconds of that ticking clock whenever I shut my eyes, these superfluous thoughts and images come bombarding my mind which causes it to unable to process the fact that my body is exhausted and needs some rest. However, one special thing about being a nocturnal is that you can hear every single sound that sometimes you yourself don’t want to listen to.

Oh I’ve been rambling so much now, should stop here.

I’ll update later.

p.s. I have come to realize I have a habit of brushing my teeth every time after I have my shower.

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sila baca ikut rhythm lagu Cerita Kedai Kopi

Si Budak Hari Jadi kejutkan pagi-pagi, sebenarnya bukanlah pagi sangat, terus rase cranky and grumpy.
Mandi dengan kepala otak sangat berserabut. Sangat.
Drive kereta tajul ke Seksyen 2 pegi ambik Si Budak Hari Jadi. Tolong dia angkat barang pindah rumah.
Tengok muka Si Budak Hari Jadi sangat kelakar. Macam bloated. Nak gelak tak sampai hati sebab hari ni hari jadi dia.
Angkat beg yang super heavy. Sambil tu sedang fikir perlu ke sms yang seorang lagi.
Selepas 3 minit.
Tak perlu kot.

Bla bla bla bla dalam kete ngan Si Budak Hari Jadi dan rasa seronok sikit.
Lepas tu Si Budak Hari Jadi baru sedar dia tak bawak kunci. Oke that’s funny!
Pusing balik ambik kunci di Meranti.
Sampai rumah sewa, angkat beg yang super heavy lagi sekali. Dari kereta ke tingkat 9, nasib baik ade lift.
Sampai rumah, bukak kunci mangga dan lagi sekali hahaha perkara lucu terjadi. Kunci pagar tak de. That’s funny lagi sekali.
Menjerit bagi salam sebab ada kasut kat luar pintu rumah. Si Budak Hari Jadi cuba call kawan-kawan serumah. Memang tak de kunci pagar ponk.
Jadi bla bla bla bla dengan Si Budak Hari Jadi, rupanya dia tak tahu sape housemates die.
Owh, awak memang comel dan funny.
Godek godek pintu pagar and finally we’re in.

First thing yang menarik perhatian adalah kitchen. Malas nak describe, kalau nak tahu sila masuk sendiri.
“We can put some stools there at the kitchen”
“Or maybe we can turn that part into a bar?”
Pandang Si Budak Hari Jadi dan kami gelak tak sedar diri.
Otak sebenarnya sedang fikir pasal yang seorang lagi.
Malas nak fikir tapi terpaksa sebab berkaitan soal hati.
WTF

Turun kebawah and thought of eating cakes di Secret Recipe dengan Si Budak Hari Jadi, at least we have to celebrate something.
Fikir banyak-banyak kali tetibe tak de mood plak. So plan tak jadi.
Hantar Si Budak Hari Jadi balik Meranti. Bla Bla Bla Bla dalam kereta and Good Bye baby, cakap dalam hati.
Jiwa kacau sebab seorang lagi. Tak nak sms takut sakit hati. Ingat mahu jalan-jalan seorang diri tapi what the fuck dah pukul 12 tengah hari.
Balik rumah dan Tatie ajak keluar lunch sesama di Jayathi.
Kejut Azri and off we went with Tatie and Naddy.
Lepak-lepak di Jayathi smabil hantar sms ke seorang lagi.

Sms
Sms
Sms
Sms
Sms
Sms

Kan da cakap buat sakit hati jek. Kalau tahu tak nak hantar sms tadi.
Teman tapi mesra? Haha now this IS funny.
Bila buat bodoh hah yang seorang lagi tu plak terasa hati. Pegi McD makan aiskrim. Tak de pemandangan yang cantik dan berkenan jadi mata tak tercuci.

Sms
Sms
Sms

Dah malas dah nak layan yang seorang ni.
Balik tido lagi baik.
Nak study socio ponk malas.
Otak serabut dengan benda-benda bodoh.
Hati rasa something yang kurang enak.
Mata pulak dah berapi-api.
Setakat nie la dulu, yang cerita malam saya sambung nanti.

p.s. Merepek.

p.p.s. Yang ke 3 kali Happie Birthdae A.j Hadzmy =)

You don’t deserve me and I don’t want you.
The thing is, I’m tired.
Tired of your childish acts.
Tired of your ignorant acts.
Tired of your flirtatious acts.

I’m tired of you.
I shall switch you off.

p.s. It’s nice to meet you sir, I guess I go, I best be on my way own. Ignorance, Paramore.

“there’s no real love in you”

Bill Kaulitz is heavenly but at the same time freakishly..beautiful in this video.

I always love looking at the weirdest and freakiest thing and I still remember the minutes I discovered the band, I was vexed by his appearance and his gender, judging by his smooth voice and his physique.

Gotta love him tho because he’s different and I like things or human to be a tad different from the usual pictures I see everyday.

In fact, where’s all the fun in life if every thing is similar. That’s no thrill at all. I wish someday I will have the guts to roam around the world donned with my favored look.

p.s. the song is dedicated to the three of you, this is what I’m feeling towards you right now.

A simple thing to ponder,

Sometimes people smugly brag without them knowing that they are actually boosting themselves. They try hard to impress people. Most of the time, too hard.

It’s this simple,
you should express yourself first then people will slowly get impressed.
That’s it.

You just have to believe in yourself and have faith in God.

p.s. No offense, it’s just my modest opinion.

To Someone,

Can I have my heart back?
Living with a hole in a heart apparently is difficult you know. Trust me.Been there. Errm you wanna know the reason?
Hmm let see, you have your other half and you’re obviously happie right now so I guess it’s my time to be happy. I am tired of waiting and acting like a fool too because I know there are loads of people who love me as much as I love them.
So yeah, I demand my heart back. No hard feeling oke. I wish you all the best with your other half.
xoxo
=)

To the other Someone,

Can you keep my heart for me, but just a half of it, is it oke? I kinda need the other half to continue living. But you have to promise me not to put it on a shelf where you can use it and put it back whenever you need it.
That’s a cruel thing to do you know.
Even though your antics are sometimes a tad annoying but you annoy me in a cute way. How’s that?
I kinda like it when you playfully and gleefully charm me.
xoxo
=))

p.s.These are all fictitious. I dont know what to write.I have noticed that my previous entries are full with love stories and experiences. WTF sangat. So I tanak lah post jiwang-jiwang lagik pasneh, geli la weyh! lol

The utmost guilty pleasure is back.

Joseph was spotted with a new hairdo and I am flabbergasted. The JoeHawk is back people. Another reason to love him more.

He looks way better in this, much better.

How delicious!

=p

p.s. So I guess it’s time for a new hairdo for me too.