the imperfect perfectionist

*me *
Yanee
05/01
On my stereo: Justin Timberlake's Summer Love
Mood: Erratic

"Aye"
indie rock, alternative, pop rock: smiles: hugs and kisses: soccer: chocolates: Nike: teddy bears: touch rugby: babies: rock-climbing and bouldering: soft and pantene-smelling hair: my well-worn Levi's: Adidas: white, blue: short nice hair: Elmo, Oscar the Grouch and Cookie Monster:

"Nay"
veggies: swallowing pills: high heels: skirts: not knowing what to do: mess:

*wishlist *

a bit more freedom
PSP
new laptop
more clothes, for goodness sake!
new phone
an orange scrambler
makeover my room

Sunday, January 22, 2006

Just got off the phone with you-know-who.

Please...Can i just ask this small favour of Mother Earth to swallow me up and spit me out as a piece of garbage?

People. I already broken my promise which i made two entries ago.

Haiz.

Anyways, I sounded like a despo siak.

What the fuck sei.

And doesn't help that I was mighty pissed.

And you know what i do when i'm pissed.

Shout and maki lyk there's no tomorrow.

I can't figure out how one person can make me hate but love at the same time.

I'm not putting any hopes of meetin that person later.

Macam sial ah.

Now, gonna go and meet Arfin.

Hmph.

At least got a bugger who still cares.

Thankew eh.

And i intend to do my photoshoot today lyk moody moody and sad sad ah Arfin.

Now, excuse me while i go up to the roof of my building and ask the road to open up and swallow me whole when i jump down from embarassment.

If tmr morning you read newspaper and see front page, they say got a lot of disturbance calls cos got somebody maki maki on the rooftop yesterday... It wasn't me.

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