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Tuesday, March 31, 2009


I had fun spending after school hours with Shilalala yesterday. I miss working as a barista at Coffee Bean and headbanging with her in the train. Get well soon, yo (:

Monday, March 30, 2009

My drawing's and my editted photos are rejected by the lecturers. So ya, the rejection..you know how it feels.

Saturday, March 28, 2009


And, Azi made my day<3



You turned my dark grey sky to electric blue.

Friday, March 27, 2009


History repeats.


I couldn't care less and I'm just gonna focus on myself.




Your solution is always drinking and getting drunk.
Have you no shame?

Tuesday, March 24, 2009


I slept at four and woke up at six in the morning. Felt sleepy and lethargic throughout the journey to school. The first lesson was pretty boring then there's about four hours of break before the last lesson of the day. I slept in the train, my eyes were weak. Heh. When I just reached Admiralty, Armyboy called. He told me that he was no longer able to go home everyday due to some bloody stupid unfair reason :( I got emotional and tears were streaming down my cheeks. It got even worse when I walked to my block.. I was hoping that I wouldn't bump into anyone I know because I was sobbing and sniffing. Burokkk siaaa. I don't know what's wrong with me. I've planned everything out in school just now (mcm betol je) When I get home, I'm gonna sleep for at least two hours then start on my homework. But, I tossed and turned..I can't seem to fall asleep. Then, Armyboy called.


Me: Where are you?

A: At home.

Me: Don't bluff, where are you?

A: At camp.

Me: Just tell me where you are.

A: At home..

Me: Reallyyyyy???

A: What do you want me to say? I said I'm at home, you don't believe me. I said, I'm at camp, you don't believe me too..


Because, you always bluff me lor. Bluff some more lahhhh..hahah.


HEH. Okay, I found out later that he was at home and we went out for teh tarik (:




Sunday, March 22, 2009


What I hate most is being accused for something that I didn't do.
Like the time you accused me in possession of your shades and it was last seen with me. I knew that I had returned it back but you told me that you didn't get it. You made me think that I lose it and me, being a sucker..fell for it. I felt soooooooooooo bad that I paid you in cash for you to get a new one. So guess what, I found the shades in your bag. It was in your bag. It was in your goddamn bag. Which means..it was you who last touched it. Because I remembered where I last put it- on the table. And now, you accused me for taking the lipstick. Me, wearing a lipstick? Yeahhhh rightttttt. I love wearing lipstick. I can't live without wearing a lipstick. Sheesh. The only thing apply on my lips is either lipbalm or lipgloss. My gosh -_-"
When I say, I didn't take means I didn't okay. Don't irritate me by asking me so many times whether I took it or not again.
By the way, I found the lipstick. It's in the drawer -_-"

Friday, March 20, 2009


Back and forth, up and down like a roller coaster *smiles*

Wednesday, March 18, 2009


Happy threeyears&threemonths anniversary<3

143.

Saturday, March 14, 2009


shrugs.


Craving for hotcakes and mcmuffin :(

Friday, March 13, 2009

I just realised that it's Friday the 13th. Anyway, I went over to Dalillah's place today and ate sotong from a tin, for the first time in my life. I usually can't stand the smell but since it was cooked with black peppers, I gave it a shot and instantly fell in love with the dish (:


You tend to surprise me, silly.


Oh yeah, my wrist still hurts and it seemed as though I'm half paralysed because I can't do alot of things that requires great strength :'(

Thursday, March 12, 2009


Sigh..


I'm worried that I might be the one who did very badly on the Art History essay :(

And, my left hand and my shoulders are in pain. Reminds me of the time when I used to get myself injured while training or playing netball. Yeahh..good old times. Heh. Now, I'm soooooo out of shape -_-"

Wednesday, March 11, 2009


I'm still having my holiday but there's this class that is still ongoing (babianjing, for an hour jek). I was so lazy to go but then the books that I borrowed from the school library is dued today. What the hell. I didn't want to break my record for returning the books late.Heh. So, I went to school. All the way, I briskwalked. Gosh, I'm really tired today. I was just about to golek-golek in bed, when I found out that my littlest brother was stuck at the bus stop due to heavy downpour. So, feeling like a hero..eh no, heroine, I brought a big umbrella and fetched him (:


I wonder what Azi is doing..Hmm.

I hope he'll text me soon :(

Monday, March 09, 2009


Ouhh so badly :(

Friday, March 06, 2009


Alrighty.. So, I'm done with my sexay essay. My head feels slightly lighter. One down, 123456++ to go -_-" I think I'm gonna spend this weekend, just chilling and not worry about school (yet). I wish/hope/want/need a short getaway...



Made me laugh and rolled on the floor (kay bedek):


My little brother who's in primary one was caught in school for coming late. He had to write down his name on the "late coming list" but instead of writing his name, he wrote down another person's name. Hahah! Dari mane entah die blaja doing that :P It's not from me, for sure. Heh. So, he was caught again for doing that; double trouble. The teacher called my dad to complain.


Teacher: Bla..bla..bla..your son wrote another person's name on the list...bla..bla..

Dad: Hahahahahah!

Teacher: Why do you laugh? This is not funny...this is serious.

Dad: Funny what? At least he's smart enough to write other people's name.


XD

Tuesday, March 03, 2009


Just don't let me fall asleep,

Feeling empty again;

Cause' I fear I might break..

And, I fear I can't take it

Tonight, I'll lie awake..

Feeling empty;

I can feel the pressure

It's getting closer now.


~Blame the essay, yo.