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Friday, 27 February 2009

One always look at the bigger picture of life, thus, do we ever bother to look at the small little details of this bigger picture. I had my experience of life and death situation, and it makes me realise that even when your committing something so sinful, god still care for you. I can't deny that. Just sit down and ponder about it, trust me, you will feel the same. Be a sinner at this age, go ahead, but just be a responsible sinner.

Let's get it straight to some people out there. You want to create havoc at some other people party, go ahead, but just make sure you draw the line of and not get involve with illegals. You want to get wild, dun get innocent gullible parties involved, do it at your own risk. Seriously, those people are just party-poopers.

Prediction and expectation was right.

I blog @ Friday, February 27, 2009

Friday, 20 February 2009

If you think that I'm a sinful child, look in the mirror for urself and you would see what a sinful child plus mother is. damn it. When he was in hospital, i was surprise you were talking about responsibility as a parent, but perhaps its was just for that short period of time. Dun wait till something bad happen then you want to change yourself from a setanic bitch to some responsible old hen. It dosen't work. I taught that after he was in hospital, things would change, but apparently no, it actually got worst. It's hard for people to change, especially as they grow older.

So here comes the part. I was suppose to receive money for my monthly bus concession. 1 week of the month has passed, and so i ask my sis to ask the bitch for the money. There is no point talking to that fucking bitch face to face, coz she is just one big time sadist. The bitch evolve herself into a setan and started scrutinizing and insulting me. The most unreasonable excuse the bitch gave was I just want to lead a glamaourous life, and just want an easy life. Oh fuck, you think its glamourous to bus nowadays, its a need, not or want. We are not leaving in villages, damn cibai, dun tell me ur having brain damage. So nehmind. I kept quiet and waited till mid of the mth for the allowance. Nw it really hit the switch, i got so damn pissed with this piles of irresponsible sadistic "parents". I msg that men who is the so called dad, to ask him transfer the money for my allowance. one day later, no reply,no transfer. So i msg once gain. I kept the tone of the msg with the outmost respect. If knew what the reply was gonna be, i would have send a msg full of insult of profanities, prolly that hit u in the head and see the big picture. Sadist will always be what they are, that fucking men told me you dont ask me for money, I can't support you, go ask your brothers for the money. How in the fucking hell wont i get so pissed of and angry. You are nt giving me a single cent and u expect me to survive. Everything in this house i need to pay for myself, from clothes, lights, toiletries, food, all the basic neccessities i werk and pay for myself. If your nt going to give me a single cent, its like no different like im living alone. Fuck with that excuse that you have no money, your werking as an engineer, you only need to support to schooling kids. if you need to pay for your medication, go ast that bitch to work than. everyone grown up, there is no need for her to just linger around doing nothing. And yeah, you told me that the elder brother dun contribute to the family expenses when he's working full time. That's basically not my fucking probs, you dote on him rite last time, btw that beast is just after your money. Open your eyes.

I got three years two go, and from then on. I would definitely want to cease all ties with all this sadistic setanic humans coz its not worth anything. If you have a clear conscious, you will definitely feel that guilt. It's a living hell.

I blog @ Friday, February 20, 2009

Saturday, 14 February 2009

Late night clinics are the best source for medication. It actually cured my gastric pains. May consider going there again next week, crowd not bad, music not bad, ambiance not bad, company was awesome. After so long not catching up on each other, finally, we met up and party hard. Hope that i wont be sick the next time round.

there are so many reason for me to love the month of march. the excitement can't be control. bought tickets for kumar concert, and that would be a date with the dearest farah. before that jason mraz concert. next class chalets. batam one day spree. its all about enjoyment. tats what you deserve after werking so hard.

when to clinic to get my medication for gastric, shocking things was the medication was big and alot. bottles wasnt like those "natural" medication bottles you see, and yeah i left the clininc carrying a big plastic bag full of medication. Gastric sucks big time, stomach looks like a hot air balloon and you just feel like as if ur pregnant, considering the weird craving for food at uncompatible timings.

I blog @ Saturday, February 14, 2009

Monday, 9 February 2009

Find me a date.

I blog @ Monday, February 09, 2009

I can't believe this, I actually had a dream, being at work and facing difficult customers. Obviously work has been dominating my mind almost every other day. I won't deny that enjoy work, definitely its tiring after a day at work. The routine would be go to work, sleep, go to work, sleep and here comes the off days.

Coincidentally, woke up at noon and saw four text msgs on my phone. two from farah and two from my aunt. content of msgs were inter-related. My aunt was asking when i'm going come down to visit grandma, coz she's been asking bout me. That really hit on me. All of a sudden I just felt that I have become what i've not intended to be. All that I think is to work more and earn more. That's life here, everything lies around that term called "money". I just feel fucking shitty. Hope that grandma understands, you have pampared me much, its about time i learnt to earn my own money. Definitely need to drop by her place soon.

Why do couples always show their extra love or true love to their partners during valentine's day. Shouldn't it be applied everyday. Najib kinda of envy seeing people in love, people talking about their valentine's day preperations and celebrations, people celebrating their anniversaries, coz i'm here all alone, the single young men. After what has happen, its really hard to accept this thing call love.

I blog @ Monday, February 09, 2009

Tuesday, 3 February 2009

Breezers just hype up the mood when ur stress, tired, moody, whatever it is. Insomnia is getting critical on my side, I just can close my eyes and go to sleep, only like at 4 plus. Its now 2.35am, i need to get ready for work at 3.30am, taxi comes at 4.30. The major issue here is that I can't sleep early. I've try to go to bed at 11 jus now, but i was more of like turning right,centre,left. lying down on the bed with ur eyes wide open is not something fun, it wld just drive me nuts. I dunno whether i'm having some mental disturbance or that the habit of sleeping late is becoming a norm. I'm yawning, but i can't sleep.

Its kinda disheartening when ur fens comes to you with problems, especially relationship issues. It feels that sometimes, people just behave like moron's who just dun appreciate the other party. Hearing a situation from a fren of mine, i just feel that in relationships, u can expect the other party to be like what u expect that person to be, nobody is perfect in this world, everyone has their flaws. So if you thing that you had find the perfect one, then your life partner must be a robot.

No human beings in this world are similar fully, even twins, they do have their differences. Thus, one needs to learn how to accept for whom the other party is and not criticize them on their bads. Thats not the way, and yeah, relationships are just not about sexual desires. If constant quarrels and misunderstanding in this thing call love occurs excessively, then one should learn to part with it bit by bit, coz you would not want to regret later on, yes it may be painful at first, but it definitely would not be as painful later on, worst if you hold on to it for too long.

Chilling with the sis at the beach is something that i totally enjoyed. Topics are always interesting, tats kills the boredom, the stress and yeah sometimes the pain. Let's fly together.

Need to get ready for werk in half an hr time, oh yeah this is the first morning shift after werking for 4 mths. Let's see hws morn shift like huh. Tired eyes, tired face, tats the morning look at werk.

I blog @ Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Monday, 2 February 2009

Workaholic, yes i am, but honestly, I enjoy working, only for KingPower. It's like u don't find it dreading to go to work, except for times when im just too tired or just not in the right mood. Hols are here, bout time i pampared myself, payday and allowance, something that I am desperately looking foward. Can't wait for my hair to grow.

Picture yourself in 5 years time. Kinda a feel insecure bout this, it's like entering a state of uncertainty. The thing is, the more you grow older, the more pressure is being put upon you to make decisions.

Let's meet up soon, to that someone.

Marisher Gill is loved.

I blog @ Monday, February 02, 2009