Saturday, September 29, 2007

I AM SO DAMN FRIGGIN SAD.

I'm sorry but the emo-ness is getting to me, I feel like jumping into the Singapore River.

What is SBOF without its mind, heart and soul? Its three supporting pillars? Its... Kay I ran out of nouns.

Why all the change, I wonder.

I found out my class got shuffled. Only Dan's in the new class I think. At least there's Seri, Sarah and Sharina. Not so bad. But still. No more Robin and Isaac. And Nuo and Manda. And everybody lah. I never got to go out on those planned trips with them. Oh wells.

I already know Boss and Fad are leaving. That's super sad. By the way, Boss is the mind, and Fad is the heart.

AND THEN RIGHT!

I find out Izzy is leaving. Izzy's the soul.

Who's going to do the clockout dance? Who's going to tell me to shut up? Who's going to rap irritatingly crude lyrics when I'm doing drinks? Who's going to make me laugh my brains out? Who's going to tell ghost stories? WHO TELL ME WHO THE FUCK IS GOING TO DO ALL THAT?

Wah angry seh. Lols.

This is so unfair.

It's only been five months, and I consider SBOF my second family. How could they take three members away?

I was sitting alone at the table outside, and I seriously felt like crying. I almost did. Think I'll do that at home. Not here. It's not a good thing to cry in Starbucks. I already feel the affected-ness vibes, I don't want to add on to it by bursting into tears.






KAY KAY DAH. ENOUGH! I will stop here.

@ 5:57 AM

SYAF I AM

Okay, so I'm this girl right.

Who had big plans to change the world.
When I was young, I wanted to be either a zoologist, veterinarian or pilot.
I wanted to travel and help eradicate poverty.

And then when this girl grows up, she's all like, fack that!
She becomes guilty of things she never thought she'd have done.
She meets people of all shapes and sizes, some beautiful, some downright fugly.
Both inside and outside.
She becomes acquainted with some things called failure and commitment.
She realises love is as elusive as, perhaps, weight loss.

I let my inner demon out through my art.
Enjoy.

Y

SYAF LOVES

green eyes on hot guys, red and purple shoes, pepper and cream puffs, lincoln park at midnight
sitting on carpark roofs talking nonsense, meaningful silences, chewy cookie bits in vanilla ice cream
chocolate icing, shopping till my legs give out, smiling at random people, thinking about stuff

N

SYAF HATES

panadol or whatever pills for that matter, retarded nails, losing my voice, being broke
bananas, my thighs and big ass, man boobs, seeing something i really like but discovering that it costs a bomb


SYAF WANTS

levi's jeans, pimple cream, fake lashes, hair dye, a bigger paycheque, M&Ms
new specs, and possibly a hotass guy to sweep me off my feet

YOU SAY


THERE YOU GO.

{♥} shikin
{♥} atiqah
{♥} sarah
{♥} syafs
{♥} azura
{♥} ilyana
{♥} nurul
{♥} syaf
{♥} jocelyn
{♥} laila
{♥} aiman
{♥} SBOFpirates!
{♥} friend
{♥} friend

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