sex, drugs and the confusion.

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-210336272012-02-16T18:18:49.754+08:00sex, drugs and the confusion.Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.comBlogger2261100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-53624921742157638412010-03-01T03:56:00.003+08:002010-03-01T03:59:58.183+08:00

so how do i tell what i need to when there is another.so strange how this feeling is peculiar than always.i havent felt like this way in a long time.i like it being the last thing on my mind,before i go to sleep.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-75033448483957371882010-02-08T04:59:00.002+08:002010-02-08T05:01:00.195+08:00smitten.

i hope things get better soon.i'm giving up.. halfway.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-68333389651228729072010-01-27T22:30:00.003+08:002010-01-27T22:40:14.813+08:00aladdinsane.

i like to write.i can't say i only write when things happen to me.things happen every now and then.things actually happens everyday.i kinda find it fake that i tell my siblings i love themjust because we grew up together.one day i realised they only love me because of the clothes i buy.we dont share anything together except for my clothes.and we dont share deep conversations anymore.as much as i

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-26736998713467696962009-12-24T04:53:00.003+08:002009-12-24T04:58:39.807+08:00rainbow.

what in the world is wrong with me.i must be going crazy.for the past three days, i see rainbows.i feel a load over my backand dark clouds everywhere.but i made a hole somewhere,and i saw a rainbow in it. i smile to it.i havent laughed so hard for a while.something must be wrong.but i'll be lazy and let it be.i cant wait to leave my fucking JOB!

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-66918557248084595802009-09-11T02:45:00.003+08:002009-09-11T02:55:44.161+08:00morning.

cant wait to see your face. xxit's almost three and i'm dreading to sleepto not waste a minute of my freedom from my blardyfuck faced manager. how i'd wish to justhave her begone from that place.it's fun because of the girls you meet there.it's not fun because of : may lem. fat bitch. i hate foul breath. she's one cibai face with foul breath.i'm praying for a better job.i want something

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-66369705897487722852009-09-06T12:57:00.002+08:002009-09-06T13:02:59.952+08:00Twenty Years.

good sunday.i dont like going to a place to eat overand over again unless i think it's worththe visit. i think some places just rip your billsoff your wallet.i feel like putting my boots on today.but i never believe in dressing up on sunday.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-89263552718055784642009-08-27T01:29:00.002+08:002009-08-27T01:36:22.376+08:00family and friends.

happy fasting. it's the 27th and i'm dying for cold hard cash. i cant seem to talk to her anymore. i'll talk when i need to. we find better people in life then the person who sleeps next to you in the room. i'll live with it. i miss that i can talk to my cousins about anything. what more my own sister. my friends, the like to play hide and sick. they go

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-27434073533565081352009-06-21T16:44:00.003+08:002009-06-21T17:29:59.962+08:00sleep in sunday.

my happiest day.my love & his favourite boy.i miss you, babe. really.love.i need a change of skin.placebo album making me too excited. too excited.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-83630148857432277422009-06-19T19:14:00.001+08:002009-06-19T20:07:40.549+08:00stupid week.

home, with love.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-56931427600871635292009-06-11T13:52:00.001+08:002009-06-11T14:02:34.396+08:00happy.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-81554235714811983852009-06-04T18:17:00.002+08:002009-06-04T18:28:43.899+08:00cousins.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-48161108558377720912009-05-28T06:24:00.004+08:002009-05-28T07:20:09.635+08:00morning time.

hi, this is another good friend of mine. i think she's better looking than me right. if she wants to she can follow me wherever i go right but she doesnt cos her other friends are way cooler. right.but yeah, i wont put her to a corner and make her feel like shit. i want to listen to her problems, if she lets me. take care of your sister. she's the next closest thing besides your dead doll that

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-51543002782805859532009-05-26T19:10:00.001+08:002009-05-26T20:03:35.820+08:00hello.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-48707175047918076492009-05-09T03:49:00.000+08:002009-05-09T03:50:38.138+08:001234

bored to death.sunday.come soon.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-63650774047404917522009-05-08T14:36:00.002+08:002009-05-08T14:43:44.009+08:00so much. so hard.

everyone else seems to be a better friend to you than your own sister.when she tries to bring you out, you say no all the time.until one time, you just thought ok, since all my other friendsare busy.. why not. when people say something about you, you care to listen,take note, when i give my honest opinions, you ignore.you respond like shit too.and i dont give a fuck who you are.i know i gave up

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-15616130055855693742009-05-08T12:58:00.001+08:002009-05-08T13:02:36.981+08:00x

i want more.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-35673249603434439012009-04-20T04:47:00.002+08:002009-04-20T04:55:02.002+08:00to you.

the weekend ended perfect.tants, to swim. thanks for being there, andspending time with your hyper active moodswing sister.i love you very much.rezza: why you laminate yanty's pic there.aishah: because she's precious like you. then.birthdays, dinners, drinks and night outs, football, pubs, margharitas, more cocktails, many boys, many laughs, many thoughts, one love. the best of all,was having you

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-29560868316483377992009-04-14T04:16:00.002+08:002009-04-14T04:28:42.986+08:00welcome home.

packed.tight. but i loved it. and all my friends.i love my love too. i think i fell in love with my relationship.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-42028774966392056002009-04-01T08:54:00.003+08:002009-04-01T08:58:00.108+08:00

i cant sleep.i'm listening to imogen heap,frou frou and manics.sigh.john mayer has the sexiest voice i've ever ever heard anyone sang.if you havent yet. go listen.it feels like you're in a park, with a glass of wineand chocolates, having a picnic.the clouds are thick, the skies blue,the trees yellow turning orange.nothing but your music and you.good day. shaa.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-73659813212911732182009-03-30T17:32:00.003+08:002009-03-30T17:43:51.944+08:00drizzle.

the rain outside is playing along with the breeze.i love it when the clouds play with colours of the afternoon.as how i have hung black cloth on my side of the window.i love it dark and breezy, and of course silent too.dont stand too proud,you'll be too taken aback,and left with nothing to fall back onwhen you've been disappointed.i just hope you know whats best for you.much love.shaa.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-71954762035300031692009-03-28T16:41:00.002+08:002009-03-28T16:46:28.715+08:00battle for the sun.

i'm the bones you couldnt break.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-24583224157838161732009-03-27T10:29:00.002+08:002009-03-27T10:30:45.048+08:00different.

i'm glad the phone got cut off half way.i'm glad cos i was hoping to put the phone down so bad.glad.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-19122431580433258402009-03-20T22:13:00.003+08:002009-03-30T17:44:09.361+08:00one day

one day.you'll realize you only have 3 persons.God, yourself and your soulmate.one day.you'll feel tired just like me.dont even tell me.i know, i'll be too busy with myslf.just like how it is.x

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-1475197442317126662009-03-19T22:53:00.002+08:002009-03-30T17:44:54.957+08:00gallery

i hate the feeling of falling to the ground.i will eat regularly.fuck.-everyday.it feels like gallery is tmr.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-33803260168559630982009-03-15T01:41:00.001+08:002009-03-15T01:42:53.615+08:0014

Passed my TP.Liverpool won 4-1 against Man u.But all that can change.What will not is my feelings for you.

Rayeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03061307894940177865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-38807280366313086362009-03-11T00:02:00.003+08:002009-03-11T00:24:23.402+08:00i hate visitors.

" dont be nosy if you cant afford the weight ofthe return remarks. i dont need extras in my lifeto tell me wrong from right. you're just like the person youdespice most. glad for you. this is for you.all you ever do is complain and act like you own.fuck you, in ya face. i hate you so much more than you know.of cos i do, i'll show it so you know. btw, everytime we meet, i'll only think you want to

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-75372564610847019342009-03-10T11:05:00.002+08:002009-03-30T17:44:36.524+08:00fifth

today it's been 5 years since.i love you very much.happy fifth year.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-88743672949273571612009-03-03T21:42:00.000+08:002009-03-03T21:44:50.198+08:00i miss.

sitting at the sofa watching dvds in front of the tv.with you.

Rayeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03061307894940177865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-9091741463125412342009-03-01T21:48:00.000+08:002009-03-01T21:52:13.622+08:00falling away with you.

I can't remember when it was goodmoments of happiness eludemaybe I just misunderstoodall of the love we left behindwatching the flash backs intertwinememories I will never findso I'll love whatever you becomeand forget the reckless things we've doneI think our lives have just begun I think our lives have just begunand I'll feel my world crumbling, and I'll I feel my life crumblingand feel my soul

Rayeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03061307894940177865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-1572335946154081712009-02-28T16:43:00.001+08:002009-03-30T17:45:12.678+08:00space.

stupid space.no writings.but all the time you haf in the world.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-14832642441707458902009-02-24T01:27:00.003+08:002009-02-24T01:30:34.191+08:00wee.

today,if i told you i was happy, i lied and i'm still lying.tmrw.if you see me smile,i'll be faking it.and i'll constantly be that way.listening to : kissing you - des'ree.x

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-75879320605633771222009-02-16T21:57:00.002+08:002009-02-16T22:15:10.777+08:00Randomness

I loved you~even now i may confessSome embers of my love their fire retainBut do not let it cause you more distress-I do not want to sadden you again.Hopeless and tongue-tied, yet, I loved you dearlyWith pangs of jealous the timid knowSo tenderly I loved you, so sincerely,I pray God will let it everflow

Rayeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03061307894940177865noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-78818906273963578102009-02-16T04:32:00.002+08:002009-02-16T04:40:32.730+08:00run baby run.

i feel young listening to that song.because i have nothing to run away from.i'm carefree and has always been.it's the 16th today?less than a month to once again.lose a dear companion at home.you'll be happy and always with us.i dont like feeling intimidated by people.good night love.i miss you. x

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-40181987090384810652009-02-15T19:34:00.000+08:002009-02-15T19:35:54.676+08:00

slick, subterranean darkly comic joyride.

Rayeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03061307894940177865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-36337803910724116702009-02-14T11:55:00.002+08:002009-02-14T12:30:42.051+08:00valentines, a lonely one.

this morning,i picked up calls as always.parents filled up the studio and i had a dark skinned man with violet roses in his hands. came up to me and made me sign his delivery sheet."it's not what you got that night, it's the sparkle in your eyes."i'm over the moon,not hungry, not thirsty.i'm just over over over the moon.thanks baby.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-4345818672602846162009-02-09T09:14:00.002+08:002009-02-09T09:19:50.583+08:00

i'm still at my grams and i'm trying to fall back to sleep.but my grandpa is cookin up something so fragrant, it's distracting.i miss love, so much.i think i dont know anymore how to express my feelings.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-65066850185212663752009-02-03T18:17:00.002+08:002009-02-03T18:19:57.601+08:00

today, is lyana's birthday.i have received my paycheck in advance andhave spent a quarter on new clothes. and i feel very sad about it.i have also just peeled my nail polish off my nails.and i've feeling so nervous.today. prodigy is up.i will see you tmrw.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-69713741075342217052009-01-27T11:58:00.000+08:002009-01-27T11:59:22.866+08:00tired.

today.i'm gonna sleep in all day.x

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-89646131080261586192009-01-25T00:11:00.001+08:002009-01-25T00:18:43.199+08:00with all my might.

cant believe i chose to believe it.i know this may sound silly and i still stutter sometimes,but i want to know your heart still beats for me every secondof the minute and every minute of the hour and every hour of the day.i may appear this strong shelled but if i really has nothing in my hands to doto keep me distracted from you, i'll be restless not hearing from you.silly.but i'll never believe

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251690412658937614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-24667564850201412402009-01-21T02:41:00.002+08:002009-01-21T03:05:39.748+08:00i wont touch you.

i hate spending.i will get my prodigy tickets soon.bills to go settle first.annoying weekendless month.still feel your absence is just temporary.watch over me like you've promised.i hate to tell you what i do in a day.i hate liars and stupid people too.i dont have to tell you i'm tired, just so i can stop typing the crap out.in 2009, retarded girls should find.proper boyfriends and stop being so

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-16086055811020514902009-01-14T18:49:00.000+08:002009-01-14T18:50:21.685+08:00you live, you learn.

losing this grip.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-57140128494178753132009-01-10T05:54:00.001+08:002009-01-10T05:57:17.095+08:00

every shining time you arrive.i really should find some time to sit and talk.before it becomes too late.i miss you both, terribly.x

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-69638355426202674332008-12-29T18:00:00.004+08:002008-12-29T18:29:33.809+08:00happy december.

love, your alcoholic.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-82353470735886984222008-11-30T16:56:00.002+08:002008-11-30T17:23:30.409+08:00

it's 301108 now.071208 i'll be a little happy with the pocket money gushing in fast.8 days later. i will see you again.and i cannot wait.i've missed you so much.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-90990142440963622452008-11-13T02:55:00.002+08:002008-11-13T03:10:41.491+08:00water bottles.

13th November.i'm home. sick & irritated. i love being at home, to cook for my dad. he makes me feel good about my cooking one. i've been at home since 11th November. it's not fun at all, when you're off work but you're really sick. it makes you have to stay home and not go anywhere. terrible.friday.i dont know whats gonna be on friday. i'm honestly not quite excited about it, not anymore.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-59499118057624474172008-10-19T04:30:00.004+08:002008-10-19T04:39:10.540+08:00i want to be settled.

as i looked to the left and to the right of the traffic, all i saw were places we've been.and i all i felt was full off bliss, with a sudden sidekick of a needle through the heart.slow, steadily painful. intentional accident. art it is to you, to watch the smile to fade.art it is to you, to think, i feel nothing now.. but alas you know i am little bit more puzzled.loathe my heart for leaving that

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-14865791168835739762008-10-18T20:39:00.002+08:002008-10-18T20:45:21.237+08:00

now i'm here,outside of home club. where you and i we always sit together.staring into the fast paced traffic and watching the people go by.i'll always have that one question that i'll lead to you.but you'll never be able to answer. you've never answered it in the first place.i'm beginning to feel alittle less ordinary.i dont know whats come over me but i've come to a simple decision.i'm settled

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-69089714716929144212008-10-09T05:23:00.002+08:002008-10-09T05:36:10.653+08:00mental.

absolutely mental.big brawl over alittle misunderstanding, over.. skype.ridiculous.well sigh. i get really frustrated that when thingsreally go wrong i can only type it out.i want to talk, or sit down and settle issues out.lay them down and out one by one.everytime we argue,i'll always break a little inside.i'm pretty much shattered.i'll always snap and go oh shit what the fuck am i

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-67614143351650389472008-10-01T05:35:00.003+08:002008-10-01T05:40:30.946+08:00

i'm gonna habe to try and tyopre whle i AM in this pathetic condintipjn.i am cekebratyion qhri rya with alor of ALGOJCOFHOL an d think one of the [p[;rlk wokinb thwrw toook my vigereqtt3 ew32ithougt Aasskkinb.i feel terrinle no2 b3qu3qauaw343wrqi;m trting very hqne ot soung sinplw3.i rgink i sucj at writing wjtn i fwt wgtybctghud su grting in.o wi'n finn TOFKWS DalwwwpaLalwwpa

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-62327191434500091022008-09-28T07:18:00.003+08:002008-09-28T07:23:33.165+08:00

how was the saturday..rushed out, to collect tickets, counter closed.checked for nearest outlet to home, 5 minute busride away,rushed out for the hour distant one.crushed. late for work.saturday was .. dry dull dull dry dull.come monday, 2pm.millenia walk. tremble, big smiles.late hours. despicable retail hours.but heck. 11am/2pm. late nights wont be a problem.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-47551170533684596662008-09-27T17:41:00.003+08:002008-09-27T17:54:33.956+08:00why xmas.

i feel lighter. like never before. i'm so excited that it's finally gonna hit october in about 3 fucking days. then when it does, it means i'm left with two months of wait.i've been hanging out with old friends recently.they're entertaining and there's loads to share whenthe other is willg to listen and also share.i dont know why but i feel like i'm crapping about.i've got the new notebook sent

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-23884347271398310772008-08-19T09:21:00.002+08:002008-08-19T09:30:59.826+08:00this is august.

i cant believe the last time i crap out was in march. it's now august. been almost 5 months since you left.. cant wait for november.met eisha a coupla times, but she's been busy. so have i. dont think a few hours after work would be enough time for me. then it was syima's 21st. with arie at central. let's do that again. after i've lost maybe 20 lbs. haha.i'm collecting incentives this month and

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-63812596081298589012008-03-21T17:17:00.003+08:002008-03-21T17:22:04.032+08:00nightdrive.

i miss having late nights doing anything we want to together. i'll miss doing the simplest most unglamorous hangouts with you. having the cheapest things we can grab to fill the tummy. and to share everything we want to.it's different now.i cant make you speak.i cant make you smile.nothing.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-20443336848915060312008-02-27T15:38:00.002+08:002008-02-27T15:44:53.469+08:00neon lights.

this is funny.i feel tired.i've got essays to do.drwings and paintings.research.i regret goin back to schooli know i will fail again.i miss yazid so much.and i'm not really lookingforward to stupid meetingswith everyone else.i just need to meet yazid and eishah soon.syimah too, when everythings alright i guess.no ones telling me anything so i'll just play static.okay, enjoy your teatime.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-54330890545547791212008-02-19T23:12:00.002+08:002008-02-19T23:14:36.904+08:00sigh.

like what the heck.so i know, this would sound funny.i just caught the departed. very political.i have yet to analyse and thinkabout the motive of the movieon the way to school to prevent myslf from falling asleep.it gets pretty hard toshut the eye. you alwayshaving something thatplays on your mind.it's so fucked.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-59946689946712830552008-02-11T18:39:00.000+08:002008-02-11T18:42:20.223+08:00

[IMG]http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w134/tooch203/Akon.jpg[/IMG]

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-6254067553448900702008-02-04T16:27:00.000+08:002008-02-04T16:28:37.963+08:00

and i couldnt let go off you.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-41248850031994674242008-02-01T13:30:00.000+08:002008-02-01T13:32:59.651+08:00untukmu selamanya

thanks eisha, (:i'll be okay, i'm in need of cash now.congrats on your last day of internship.it's friday, at last.it'll go by so fast, it'll go pass.come home, love.come home already.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-6252927087306142052008-01-28T11:25:00.000+08:002008-01-28T11:26:41.957+08:002 days back.

i hate this tiny chalet with farhana.it was short.i had to work so. i didnt enjoy much of it.but it was ok.i'm counting down the days.i cant wait to hold you again.x

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-35297044971909912002008-01-18T17:17:00.001+08:002008-01-18T17:22:49.963+08:00a lack of color.

i slur a plea,for you to come back home,but i know it's too late.i should have given you a reason to stay.it's really going by real slow.really really slowly. i need you here with me.come back baby, please.xshaa.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-38527299511784362622008-01-18T17:17:00.000+08:002008-01-18T17:18:01.159+08:00a lack of color.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-24176961343284894732008-01-13T15:30:00.000+08:002008-01-13T15:35:26.635+08:00gelisah.

at this moment, knowing you're far far away, scares me. last night, i missed you. i miss you from the moment i dont see you, everytime. i'm waiting for you to come home, to me.please come home to me, love.shaa. x

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-16514304764792023292007-12-29T17:16:00.000+08:002007-12-29T17:24:13.438+08:00

greetings monosapians.i forgot x'mas went by,and that this coming monday is the last day of this horrible year.i hate doing resolutions but it's quite fun.next year,i want to try fit into sizes smaller than 8. and start saving cash. so that means sharing clothes! yay. i want to work hard. so boring.these are the only two things i can think of.since you're gonna be away for a long while.so it's

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-42136827712984621622007-12-14T14:11:00.000+08:002007-12-14T14:12:12.002+08:00heroes.

ish. i'm trying to get the last episode, season one of Heroes and it's a lagged motherfucker ok. it's a scary friday. i can feel it coming.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-30358452252279661892007-12-12T13:07:00.000+08:002007-12-12T13:10:20.674+08:00funny.

i went to her blog and all i see was another girls entry under my name. i never lived in gordon. hello. i want to see all of you again.tell me,if you were 15.you would blog this shit."and i love my boyfriend, (insert name here)!"and now that you're 20.you just simply go,"to (insert name here) xxx."

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-22666121209277661302007-11-26T14:32:00.000+08:002007-11-26T14:40:52.296+08:00your love alone.

you know the secret of the universe.recently. it hasnt been alright. not at all. i'm always tired at work. i just got fired from takashimaya for nothing really. but i'm not really happy working there since andy lee isnt there anymore. hmm. and the new fat guy is horribly rigid. what a cunt. i mean. fucking cunt. he has an assistant. very irritating and fat or maybe just as fat or fatter then him.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-89543449655079213922007-10-17T11:21:00.000+08:002007-10-17T11:25:36.407+08:00another wednesday.

i'm trying to type this post without looking at the keyboard and without deleting any mistake made. and yes. it's a wednesday. i'm working later tonight at 9pm. and yay, suddenly.. i dont think that the bartenders at work are cute anymore. and ... haha. they just arent.i felt so yay to type 5 secs ago. now iam lazy again.so bye.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-84180995217978020792007-10-12T08:39:00.000+08:002007-10-12T09:00:09.659+08:00

shut eye and open again it's another friday. i told you, we're all moving in time a bit quicker. you just cant see it, dont feel it because you're too busy.. not bothering about it. same here. just that i take time to try and understand why. there's once in a day, when i felt like.. time passed by real slowly.. like in matter of months kinda feeling. tt was the worse hangover. because, i'll try

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-51313361204893768222007-10-10T11:54:00.000+08:002007-10-10T12:56:58.775+08:00wednesday again

do you know what it feels like when you lost all the 900 songs you had? (: it made me dumb, spoilt my whole day. and i was doing things wrong the whole day. nevermind it. i got a a job now, i'll have to buy more albums. :) a good reason to splurge my money on good records yay!wednesday peeked this morning and said hello. listening to pulp always -never fails to give you this.. mood. the mood of

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-31185924658279401082007-10-09T09:11:00.000+08:002007-10-09T09:24:11.964+08:00crashed.

i fear hari raya. i really do.because on hari raya,you have to get up early in the morning,to bathe and all and you gotta eat.you have to eat. so boring.and you have to look all pretty.tsk. i'm working that friday.and i'm working the saturday night too.sunday better not be a bitch.i'm tired now.like this stupid fatigue.i want to smoke, haf hot coffee and sleep.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-62579240043691688812007-10-08T15:50:00.000+08:002007-10-08T16:14:23.273+08:00Keys to the City

i am now addicted to The GO! Team.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-72799825474090691982007-10-07T07:09:00.000+08:002007-10-07T07:43:01.051+08:00clouds.

it's always often fridays comes to mind when i want to write something. my week really starts on a fridays it's not because raye comes home on fridays. but it was always because of BEAT! yeah. BEAT! celebrated its one and half a year birthday last friday. to hugo, we wished you were there, would have been more than the great party it was! we miss you and hope you're doing all well freezing up in

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-75223404531329515462007-10-05T11:04:00.000+08:002007-10-05T11:08:49.916+08:00friday again.

aaaaargh.it's 1105. and i have till 1230 to get out of the house. meeting farhana at bugis. i hate bugis for anyfucking reason you're thinking of right now. and then i'll meet rayza later.. and i hope he rushes down very quickly. working tonight. at butter. and i end at 2, i asked to be let go at 2. i have other things to do too.but i dont know what to wear.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-62076633210562981742007-10-04T16:08:00.000+08:002007-10-04T16:15:16.918+08:00to love.

hey hugo,guess what. when you come back to singapore in later in february. rezza might be leaving for a year long. looks like i'm gonna haf to cleverly fill my time up real well. i suddenly feel the days hours and minutes moving on so slowly. the weather's been so warm and bitchy. and tmrw, is alredy friday. i'm bursting inside with .. excitement.i have a list of things to do after raya.i want to

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-53295697233096087862007-10-03T16:26:00.000+08:002007-10-03T16:51:36.254+08:00wednesday.

Mood: Not Hungry.Music: Bullet with Butterfly Wings - Smashing Pumpkins.wednesdays always marks the weekend. it's always the day tt starts your disco ball rolling abit. and then thursday it begs to rest for the power of what the friday night that drags all the way to your sunday morning could bring. but this wednesday feels abit out.i've been waking up early mornings, without coffee & cigarettes.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-63882577639628782062007-10-03T01:45:00.000+08:002007-10-03T02:32:04.903+08:00friday.

i cant wait for friday.celebrate our 3rd year,with the wine and the icecream.i miss you.xx

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-30238541679254290242007-10-02T17:07:00.002+08:002007-10-02T17:10:26.838+08:00i'm not leaving.

you dont complaint anymore when you dont get to meet your significant other for 4 days. because if it's gonna be hard for me, it's gonna be hard for a year. yes one year and i cant bear to let him go. but it's really good future for him. really. i should really stop being selfish and not think for myself for a while. .. ayear. now embrace lonesome.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-31013040168251479792007-10-02T17:07:00.001+08:002007-10-02T17:07:50.335+08:00i'm not leaving.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-26593608964773384852007-10-01T11:07:00.000+08:002007-10-01T11:17:49.580+08:00mondeay morning.

sunday went by so quickly. and week starts for the wait again. i feel sick working at butter. i really dislike the music there. the people working there are okay. but working while rihanna is being played on loud speakers, - two fucks. and then i started to notice, learnt tt people there dance weird. like -fucking funny weird. and then i remember richard dancing to ming's drum&bass spins, richard

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-54781884636197812802007-09-28T09:33:00.000+08:002007-09-28T14:22:26.491+08:00dire straits.

i miss rachel tongoy. i miss my girls.i miss Joe Ng. i miss the best nights.i miss my soulmate. i miss Ginette Chittick.i miss good times. i miss Home. i miss Cindy Tan.i miss this idiot most. xxxnow i'm addicted to facebook.and i'm listening to UNGU and i can really cry.i got a job at thebutterfactory, i honestly am not at all excited to work there. mainly because i've been there and i dont like

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-72913384195700499962007-09-26T10:46:00.000+08:002007-09-26T11:06:14.805+08:00spin your head.

to fall asleep, it's a must for me to write something. anything just as long as i write .. i'll fall asleep. apologies to all of you but i cant make it this thursday. i've got guest at home. so i need to stay/be home. the rain clouds calling in now, i just woke up and i feel poisoned under my skin. it's cold again.time does travel fast now. and everyone knows the world ends whenever it wants to.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-34824195083826553672007-09-25T06:43:00.000+08:002007-09-25T06:55:13.575+08:00common people.

i dont know why,but i was expecting so much from this fasting month. but i'm getting nothing at all. i'm losing the bond i had with many people. josie, fiona, ginette. now rachel, cindy even. di & rayza too. no rayza; i just miss him. third year next month, love. we'll celebrate it with gin in teacups, and 10 cups on wine. red and white. with BEAT!'s 1 year and a half anniversary! yay. party

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-12626804040304283952007-09-24T00:59:00.000+08:002007-09-24T01:11:25.697+08:00camp.

i do blardy miss you already.i feel like it's been hours and days now.and tomorrow, i have to get upand feel like a fucking loser again.it's funny when you read in the papers about fellow.. err facebookians are all hooked on facebook and sounds like it fucking matter. it's in the newpaper 2 days back for fuck sakes. surely addictive but not like the sims. i dont fucking know really.networking

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-34934799493941775202007-09-23T16:36:00.000+08:002007-09-23T16:39:21.233+08:00your centrefold.

i still remember the excitement tt morning.and the hours we wasted sleeping like pigs.it's been a good week now, and again i have to let you go. tsk.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-75438038963075656462007-09-19T00:13:00.000+08:002007-09-19T00:14:33.867+08:00the sims2

a better.healthier addiction.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-55519573536378695872007-09-16T15:58:00.000+08:002007-09-16T16:27:57.749+08:00yeah sunday.

look at what a fucking whore the holidaysturned me into.such a fucker.hmm,sometimes.i should read some horoscope shit to avoid nasty comebacks. i'm feeling it coming up my nose. and it's freaking the fuck out of me.sundays,never good idea to be home.when you have a father,who does piss you off.when you a sister whothinks she owns the world.i miss homeclub.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-48311359843018691282007-09-15T19:50:00.001+08:002007-09-15T19:53:07.625+08:00homeaway.

i see you today.and tmr i will see you off again.fasted today.i know, stupid update.but, yeahs.happy saturday.see you at SMILE.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-14588903167957874942007-09-13T21:00:00.000+08:002007-09-13T21:01:59.213+08:00labels.

crez.iam worried.you never called..anyway.yeah.29 days to salvation.and, i feel sick. bye!

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-4734819076582730532007-09-13T04:25:00.000+08:002007-09-13T04:33:44.409+08:00up yours.

hello.today. im not fasting.because i dont want to.it's.. depressing. i feel so,do you?

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-38245488648941751732007-09-12T18:45:00.000+08:002007-09-12T18:50:07.899+08:00

i wish,sometimes you could listento the way you speak.you feel the way you touch.you could seethe way you are now.sometimes,i wished i never changed.so the way you are now,wouldnt scratch me at all.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-48065871174712568392007-09-12T00:13:00.001+08:002007-09-12T00:14:46.912+08:00

hooked.on facebook.ish.fucker leh.i dont want to not got to homeclub leh.fuck leh fuck leh.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-13302392177733063102007-09-10T18:27:00.000+08:002007-09-10T18:38:00.599+08:00thursday morning.

i dont believe when you fail to plan, you plan to fail. because when i plan things, the plan fails? it's very konek. let's say.. i plan to fast. but let's not go there. it's 630pm. and a monday. and i hear funny songs playing in my head.fasting month.-stay home.-stay home.-smoke more.-eat less.-drink less.-drink more water.-sleep more.-eat less.-sleep most.fucker LAH.i will surely miss so many

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-6327694478649418032007-09-09T17:42:00.000+08:002007-09-09T18:12:19.359+08:00Goldie, lock.

it's funny now that iam not depressed.i am elated. honestly. yes.i wish i knew, when iam sad,what iam sad about and when happywhat iam happy about.and if i could get answers,i know i could never reallycould get.silly, yes iam.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-44043187932887400752007-09-07T02:45:00.000+08:002007-09-07T02:53:14.825+08:00mood: fucking sad.

no actually, i'm quite pissed off. no really, i think iam fucking pissed off. because, i cant sleep. and i cant do things.. anything in peace because my toothache is turning into a fucking headache. fucker. and when i really need a friend to talk to, it feels so fucked because i just dont wanna end up waking any fuckers up. wednesday was one nice night. thursday night kinda sucked abit. because

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-60753482534778326192007-09-04T04:43:00.000+08:002007-09-04T04:58:50.828+08:00a 1/4 to 5.

yes. 1/4 to 5am. and i'm up.it's a tuesday tmr, and i dont want to get up early. or go out and get home late. i might be out, have waffles with rachel and dan and shafiq if he wants to. i'm very very out of cash at the moment. and i'm planning not to let raye down this 2wks. planning to. i'm only gonna go dry cause i'll be spending on fags than more important things.the thing about being human is

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-93815536440912192007-09-02T15:44:00.000+08:002007-09-02T16:23:03.258+08:00sundays.

weehoo.i'm eating now. it's called biskot majerin.it's enriched with vitamins.. and.. it's yummy shibaai.i had vadai too. and vitasoy.i'm still eating.i'm taking almost an hour tofinish this post fucker!

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-82838756436376366932007-08-30T19:29:00.000+08:002007-08-30T19:47:13.759+08:00

the new era calls upon where, kids pray not to wake up the next morning because of the things thats been happening, evolving around them day by day. kids then wished they woke up every single morning so they could play goli in the backyard with lame ass friends. as for me, sorry, i'm abit of in between. i'll be hoping the next day to wake up.start early so things that happend the night before

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-71539032380797600622007-08-26T08:41:00.000+08:002007-08-26T08:43:06.039+08:00au revoir.

i feel like killing someone.but i'm too much in love,to feel hate.i hope i hope.right, i dont get it too.

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-61178797530489044022007-08-25T15:33:00.000+08:002007-08-25T15:40:49.965+08:00crazy night.

i want to replay wednesday, over & over again.friday.you always slam me fucking flat out each week. you make me smoke so much, and made me drink too much too. but its ok, i get sober so quickly dancing. i'm running out of cash on bad things. and i feel horrible. i want to work my punkass off again.i am still feeling rather swept off my feet,i'd rather not believe you're some

Shaahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02304837114564270369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033627.post-77945257685635960792007-08-24T09:05:00.000+08:002007-08-24T09:14:49.873+08:00my infatuation.

baby, i miss you so much.hurry on and come home to me,mornings have been so.. umph.so we can tuck in while it rains heavy,like before. i love you.this is the 24th,it's womad. and i am goin for my job interview,at the asylum. i havent had good sleep, since monday.i forgot what happend on tuesday.but i remember well.. wednesday, twodays back.i feel homeless. 5am.wednesday was, poptart, but i was

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