Thursday, November 22, 2007

I feel like being a bum today!
YOU KNOW WHY?

Because today, marks the first day, of TP DESIGN BREAK.
Oh yeah babys, I will be free from school for six weeks.

*skips around in glee

*skips around some more

*bangs into wall

But no. I'm not a bum by nature, I think. I have to start work on the zine design because deadline is looming near. I think I'm a serious workaholic. I feel weird if I don't have something to hand in, or closing to do, or just something on my hands. And if I don't have anything to do, I will find something to do! Go out or something.

I don't understand how people can just laze around at home. HOW SIA I CANNOT!

I mean, I sleep too much and I get a headache, and because of that, Panadol has become my best friend. I sit at home for too long and I get a bloody headache.


Maybe one day I'll get tired of having things to do.


"Yo momma so old when they asked her to act her age, she died."
HAHAHAHAH.

Ahem. Sorry.

Going store later. So what's new.


I need fucking fags man. Hais.

Shit I'm getting goosebumps listening to John Mayer.



It's these kind of songs that just make you smile and forget all the shit in your life.
You know, like when your Mum starts screaming at your brothers.

I mean, I love my mother, but she has this uncanny ability to irritate the crap out of me. Even when it's not concerning me, you know? I'm like, OMG STOP IT MOTHER.

Oh wells. Just like how all makciks are irritating. Except my mother is not a gossip and she has a more youthful and relevant perspective than your normal average makcik.

I feel like bitchsmacking my laptop sometimes. It lags at the most random of times. I HATE LAGS. Somehow I am very impatient when it comes to computers. I expect everything to run smoothly and quickly and woe betide any computer that dare lags on me.

AH fuck it.

@ 9:10 PM

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.

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{} syafs
{} azura
{} ilyana
{} nurul
{} syaf
{} jocelyn
{} laila
{} aiman
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{} friend
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