lewat ini, i've been so lazy. instead of crushing my brain to swallow all sort of the notes and -term paperS, i rather to-lazing around. having my time. without feeling guilty. i know, tomorrow i'll be mourning over the times given and spent in vain-sleepless at night, just to make sure i can catch the due dates. *yes its on monday. madam nora, hehe, have given US so ample times to complete the a'ment. i text-ed my coursemate, guess what, the text left un-replied. celaka.
takpe, deleting names from assignment is not new thaing for me. haha *devil laugh*
talking about holiday, i guess the best thing is to have my family members around. for the last past years, abang been travelling all around *world malaysia. start from terengganu, pahang, kedah, and now finally to lumut. there's been hear say, he's going to sarawak next year for practical. damn, i wonder when would he'll comes back. i guess, his lives soon to start. so, by this time i should be ready.
and, im not. i never will
and now, im sitting besides my notes, and instead of reading all the nuisance slides with so many colours, hehe, well, at least i try to read. nothing goes on my mind. i guess its time to take break. and step back and have leisure time surfing internet.
remember i bought mp3? hehe, yes. since i bought this neww red-develish mp3, "she" has been the very best of mine. mana mana pergi i bawa, even pergi buang sampah pun i bawa. especially when im surfing internet. hehe, no interruption. emak couldnt demand for anything, and all the house chores now move to aween. hehe, seronok.
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do you know, i trust all your words. and after recently, i've realised, its merely lies. i shouldnt never trust. and i know, u dun even care. i wish i could hate you the same you are hating me. screwed me for trusting you. anyhow, i deserve it. felicitation.i try not to reason all the lies you've made. and i try to swallow all kind of actions was based on my mistake.
i think its to move further.
goodbye, we should never be friend.
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the funny thing about of my music choices, i never really keep up with all the new songs. and instead, most of my songs are occupied by all the sappiest song you wouldnt even imagine. yes, from, R.E.M from James taylor, Kci-and jojo, whitney hits, breada k-starr, and u name it. most of the songs, came from 80's and melodrama type of songs. exception, from if it means a lot to you, (a day to remember and alicia keys- that doesnt means anything) and few justin timberlakes songs. and yes, duffy. (buka dafi af tu) ok bon jovi included and pink, michael buble.
i know pathetic sangatkan? remaja ber-jeans top man dan berkemaja zara mendengar lagu sebegini? oh yes- i have 3 westlife and backstreetboys albums.<----- even the latest one.
my songs choices always been condemned when i was nilai. maybe because the preference were not as cool as them. anyhow, its my songs. and i like.
and the only thing that i dislike or i can say i like about her (my mp3 lerr) all the lyrics become too apparent. sometimes,some of the songs coincidently to my life. and there goes- all the cloudy day reminding my past. hmmm, after all, i bought this mp3 to accompany me throughout lrt journey. hehhe, to help me to escape from all the unnecessary noise. after this, i can be the only jijol that walk around campus with no one around.
so apa tandanya orang yang guna mp3? ahhhhhhhhhhhh, dia tak ramai kawan. hehe
i know, i dun really have so much friend. i rather to keep myself from distance from any group. its not an excuse, simply as matter of commitment. beside, whenever i start to have new friends, i always have the surreal feeling i might lost them. in fact, after the tragic incident inflicted me, i think its time to reduce insignificant people out from my life. kan? let alone i know those people that love me. you know who you are. and i dun have to list down every single name. kan?
and trust me, being alone is an utter bliss. trust me.
and my advice of the year- never trust anyone. never.
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