the muti-talented girl whose life revolves around her friends and family, good food, great talks, creative works, booty-shaking music and funky dance moves - I have a life, and lives it to the fullest."
title: FINALLY I'M BACK HOME. i spent the past few days at my grandmother's house. it's some sort like a running away from my arguement with my parents. just needed to be out of the house. needed more time with some other people instead of them. spent 3 days with the rest of my cousins. had fun and sleepless nights. i don't really have much to update but all i have to say is.. I'M TIRED. |
title: a holiday that has just started. it has been about 2 weeks since my holidays started and its been ok. nothing interesting yet besides the surprise party at sha place on fri and the makan outing with my ugama classmates. i have not been updating lately so let me just recap what happened during the past few days. FRIDAY. went out with sha, charlene, shantelle and fei. as per normal, the rest were so me and shantelle went to j co with our sushi that were bought and decided to sit there to have a gossip session. it was fun. just like in school but with no teachers to stop us. it was fun. then the 2 other idiots came and we made our way to zam zam for a late lunch. they ate while i took bits and pieces from the rest. full and sleepy, we made our way to the shops near sultan mosque and did some shopping. we were suppose to be following sha shopping but in the end, we went shopping too. i bought a basket bag fof $15. its so cute. i'm bringing it to thailand for my holiday on the 11th. went walking around most of the shops then sat at this turkish shop for some expensive drinks. sat down to disturb each other and talking about sha's birthday pitt. *wink* the weird thing was, me and shantelle gave away alot of clues but that gundu had no clue at all. she was either blurr or ... HAHA. it was hard trying to hold things back cause it was exciting. i had to keep in close contact with sha's sister, to make sure if things were ok over there. i left to meet my ugama friends for dinner. it was EXPENSIVE. can't imgaine myself spending that much for just a short dinner. but nvm. it will be the last time we will be spenting time together. it was fun. disturbing each other. taking pictures. eating and making ice creams. met shan and charlene at woodlands after the dinner to get the cake and had to withdraw money again. hais. then headed over to sha's place. we didnt get lost and we invited her friends too. it was fun waiting for her to come up. we had her friends to surprise her first then us, cause she had no clue we were coming. she was shouting and i think about to cry. she kept asking us if it was really us and we had to assure it was really us. it was nice to see that my plans worked out and no mishaps. *winks* SATURDAY. went to meet amrit. we were suppose to go out but in the end, i feel sleep at his house cause i was tired from the sleepless nights at sha's house. we watched a movie on the laptop instead and ate fried rice which his mother did. his entire family was home and i THINK i'm not scared to come over anymore, whenever they are around. TODAY. went for a run at the stadium just now and i feel great. felt like the old me. had no time at all during the school period and now this is the only time i get to be myself. i wanna go cycling and playing badminton. anyone care to join me? those were the only things that were fun. the rest of the days were boring, lame and boring. can't wait for the thailand trip on the 11th to 15th, movie outing with waty, shima and kasmi. meeting up with old friends, hopefully and spenting time with amrit. |
title: She screamed. Screamed at the top of her lungs. Hoping for someone to hear her cries. The town heard the cries but no one dared to move. Respected citizens hid behind their wooden doors. Animals hid in holes and nests. As the fear soaked into their skin. Fear kept her alone. Fear kept her crying. Fear was everything. Her tears rolled down her soft skin. Only falling on the top of her knee caps. She dared not move. She was alone. ALONE. Why is it so hard for the truth to sink in? ALONE was what she felt. Fear was what kept her ALONE. My Story - Part One. i was bored. my mind was filling up with things. weird things. writing was the only way those things could be exposed. i sense that my english has gone bad since my last examinations, and it sucks. i can't even write a story without thinking twice whether i spelt certain words correctly. anyway. i hope you guys love the starting. more will come. just wait. the past is history, the future is a mystery, & today is a gift. (that is why its called present) :) |
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title: amritdave singh, read this and get it into your stubborn HEAD. don't call if your trying to find fault with me. i'm not in the mood to entertain people like you in my life ok? don't keep asking me about things that stress me up. you just wont understand get it! why? why amrit? just leave me alone. just don't bother ok. |
title: finally i know. i was stupid and over-confident. planning too far ahead. i fell flat on my face today. without anyone noticing, i was picking myself up slowly and painfully. i just don't learn from my mistakes. i think i can do it but cant. i just can't. my life depends on this but i don't feel safe at all. i keep telling myself that things are going to be fine but they are not. no one knows what i go through. no one knows how hard i fell. and how hard it is to pick myself up again. no one knows. i depend on too much people to cheer me on and not my dreams. have you ever done something cause people think you can do it but not you? well, i have. i'm doing it now. how can i leave this house with a smile, while knowing i'm living a lie? |
title: UPDATING AGAIN. i did go for the wedding i was talking about from my previous post. it was a very different wedding. i didn't know that my distant relatives were actually pakistanis. it was cool and awesome all together. all the girls were beautiful and the guys were HOT! just imagine, malay girls will die for an arab bf right? well... pakistanis are also the same kind as arabs. too die for. i was surrounded by them for the whole day. HAHA. before i was at the wedding, met my bf and yuvin at the mrt station and he told me to wait for yo so can take the train altogether. i didnt know why i waited but i did in the end. talked to my bf while waiting then took the train. haha. i was in baju kurung while the guys were in their normal attire, felt so left out. but anyway, the wedding was awesome. it was like, i was in an hindustan movie. my aunties tried to be funny with me just now. she asked all the cute guys to sit with me cause they were right behind me, talking about me. i could hear everything but they didn't realise. they were so nice and my aunties introduced them but they were concentrating at only one. his name is SYED. his 2 years older but looks young. he was so sweet. he took drinks for me and food as well. we talked throughout the whole wedding. he made me laugh and it felt good to actually relax. his eyes were beautiful. just imagine staring at light grey eyes with long eye lashes. HAHA. he was nice, too nice. then it got so much more interesting. he asked if i was attached. i was stuck. i couldn't tell him cause he would report back to my aunties. he was waiting for an answer and i said no. i know i did a wrong thing but i couldn't say yes. he had that wide smile on his face and i just smiled back. i left the wedding without saying goodbye to him cause his mother needed his help with stuff. i left with a heavy heart. it felt as if i did something wrong. but there is nothing wrong with just talking to another guy right. (cute guy) in the end. i left but had a blast in the end. so much drama in my life makes it so much more complicated. |
title: I WANT TO WATCH TWILIGHT!
I just only watched the trailer and its AWESOME! SYG, LETS GO! SHA. now i know why you are dying to catch this movie! |
title: What am i waiting for?! my mind is not with me right now. its wondering somewhere,waiting for answer to appear. my work is not complete, nor started. my life is depending on this project but my mind is not there. infront of the comp for almost 4 hours and still nothing productive. crying is not the answer either. i'm not myself anymore. why cant i stop crying?! |
title: speechless. sitting by myself today. doing my work with my headphones on, blasted to the maximum. nothing unusual happened but i started thinking about my relationship. its funny how your heart melts when you think about that one person. i hate it. it shows how dependent i am on him. Its not good. i was always used to getting things myself, doing things myself and living my life the way i wanted but now, i need him for everything. it breaks my heart to know that we are not the same anymore and we both know that. after our fight, i regretted so many things in my life. i'll just keep them deep down. i just don't know why. i sat on my bed at 2am this morning, with the phone in my hand thinking whether it was a good idea to call him. thought about it too much that it drove me crazy. i took a chance and called but no one answered. somehow i was relieved and upset. relieved cause i somehow didnt have anything to say and upset cause he wasnt there for me to talk too. it's a funny thing how our heart works. i'm not an independent person anymore & i need to change. cause depending on other people won't get me things that i need in life. back to my dramatic school life. had a hard time in class trying to finish my project up but i was too caught up with other things. my projects doesn't seem to be over and its killing my brain cells one by one. i hate the feeling of not being able to ensure mysel f that things are going to be fine. hate it! lecturers reminding students that if we fail, we have to repeat this project again for the holidays and pay $300 more. this school doesn't want brilliant students but money! everything is because of money! everything! aRgh! life filled with misery and drama leaves me speechless. |