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Thursday, July 22, 2010 9:02 AM



another post. pic above so sweet! boyfriend!!!!! i pon nk gitu ~~

the truth is.
im actually,



depressed.
confused.
sad.
dissapointed. (in myself)
pressure.
of everything.
everything that gt to do in my life.
family, friends, cheerleading, school, bitches and lastly, boyfriend.
FML. maybe its time for me to blab everything here.

i do look happy everytime. i am happy. bt feeling down at the same time. no im not pretending to be happy.
i am happy with my family, friends, cheerleading, school and boyfriend. bt whenever im alone.. like right nw, there you go thoughts of IT came and i cant stop thinking of it.. no one knws why.. sigh.
not my family, nt my bimbos maybe they might knw bt nt all.. nt my cheer mates, nt my classmates and worst, nt bf ):
i need to let out this abcdefg feelings to someone. anyone will do. bt none wants to lend their listening ears to me.
so right nw i wanna type it all out here to feel a bit better.. maybe u guys may nt feel me.
myb bcos of my blog song! lol.
or myb u guys just dont feel me..

so here you go ..


first of all, mum im sorry for everything. im always nt at home. accompany you. watch teve with you. laugh with you. sleep with you. pray with you. hmmm almost everything! i knw i knw. im sorry im just upset with my life. i lied. im sorry mum im sorry. i love you so much, more than anything.shit im crying.
Dad, sigh. i miss you so much. you are the one who always remind me to pray. to remember god is always there by your side. i miss your jokes dad. i just miss everything. if only you knw.. i need you dad.
lastly, my sister. big sigh. i knw u hv been watching me closely. i just gt fuck up when you text me like that. wheres the trust?
i dont want to type much. bcos this is my personal life. if u think you could be my listening ear ask me. ill appreciate that.


friends? right nw im close with my four bimbz and my classmates. not forgetting my bros.
so far theres nt much prob.i could carry it bt yea i think i should let out sumthing to one of my bimbz,

i cant deny it bt i really miss her. i understand that you are busy with your work and bf. bt yea i feel like you forgetting sumthing.. to spend time with us. or izzit just me? sigh. i miss you ida ): and ive to admit this. im crying infront of my screen typing all this.. i knw u r facing problems hey~ dont forget us. we are always here (:
i hope u still remember me. i love you girls.

lets move on .. cheerleading? only aisyah knws the real reason. i'll just keep this to myself. eventhough im like f. stress bout this.

school? ive been skipping class lately. almost everyday. thanks to 'YOU' thanks for changing me like this. i knw this can be undone bt it takes time. FML. i used to love skool. bt nw. i dont. i hate everything. including my uniform. and i must change this f. attitude of mine. i need the old me back. big thank to YOU for telling me im too good for you n i marks your words. and look at me now! ahhh FML.


and to my haters,
fuck that shit, you whore.
go and get a fucking life.
stop talking about me to your fucking friends.
and judge me, slut.
if you think you're fucking perfect,
than care about your own life.
and stop fucking around like
a little bitch, you whore.

stop stalking.
stop gossiping.
stop blaming.
stop criticising.

look at yourself in the mirror
reflect upon yourself!
know your weakness
accept the fact
stop living in denial

you know who you are and i bet
you've been reading my post.


if you dont like me .. there is nothing i can do news flash bitch! i dont live to please you!
you're going down, bitch.

lastly, my gopal. sigh. maybe i should nt type it here. i shall continue being patient like always. bt whatever it is ...

i shall end here.
sorry too many broken english ehkkk.
tk kuasa nk type btl2 asl kan krg faham sudah la.

toodles
ttyn
tc
xoxo gm.

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