Some cousins from across the Causeway came today, and they are gonna stay here for four days. But they didn't bring along their eldest brother. Apparently Along (that's what we call him) is working on a ship, being the chef there. Imagine that! Cooking on a ship! That's not gonna be my forte, I just knew it. Angah (real name: Haziq. Who's like a year older than me and studies at UITM) kept sleeping the whole day. Like woah. Really, man. And he's quiet. Uda (real name: Helmi), on the other hand, roamed the estate, and I suspect he was lost somewhere, which is why he took so long. Bungsu (real name: Syahirah) was quiet. She hardly talks. Tsk tsk. What a direct contrast to me. Lol. Tomorrow, I think we're gonna take them three and their parents to some circus or is it shopping? Eitherway, I'm not too happy about it, cos that means that I don't get to finish what I planned to do. But I shall try to be happy, eh? Afterall, I'm supposed to be the happy person among Angah, Uda and Bungsu. Whatever.
Some people are just so blardy irritating. Like for once, just get off my back and stop your nonsense. I mean, you don't want the whole friggin' world to know all your problems, right? If you need to whine, go somewhere else. Stop irritating me and calling me in the middle of the night! I'm not your 24/7 psychologist, so shut it, okay? It's okay if you whine at the right intervals, but to bother someone in the middle of their dreams is HORRENDOUS. Blardy hell. Go and die la you (ok, that came out crude). You always say I'm not always there for you, but since when were you ever there for me? If you want to accuse me, accuse properly la! Don't just sit there and talk like an airhead full of rubbish. Cos that sucks. One day, I shall just throw my billions of inches thick files at your face, then you know. What the hell. So effing irritating.
On a happy note, read Tay Yek Keak's article on Miss Universe. About Miss USA Rachel Smith, to be specific. The way she falls, he describes it like this, "I thought I was watching So You Think You Can Slide." Lol.
Some people are just so blardy irritating. Like for once, just get off my back and stop your nonsense. I mean, you don't want the whole friggin' world to know all your problems, right? If you need to whine, go somewhere else. Stop irritating me and calling me in the middle of the night! I'm not your 24/7 psychologist, so shut it, okay? It's okay if you whine at the right intervals, but to bother someone in the middle of their dreams is HORRENDOUS. Blardy hell. Go and die la you (ok, that came out crude). You always say I'm not always there for you, but since when were you ever there for me? If you want to accuse me, accuse properly la! Don't just sit there and talk like an airhead full of rubbish. Cos that sucks. One day, I shall just throw my billions of inches thick files at your face, then you know. What the hell. So effing irritating.
On a happy note, read Tay Yek Keak's article on Miss Universe. About Miss USA Rachel Smith, to be specific. The way she falls, he describes it like this, "I thought I was watching So You Think You Can Slide." Lol.
posted by the essaouira at
6/01/2007 08:16:00 pm
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