Wednesday, December 12, 2007

I LOVE YOU SHIKIN. Yes, more than neng can ever love you. HAHAH

No matter what happens babe, I'll always be here for you okay? Okay.

Izzy, YELAH YELAH. Credits to Izzy dear for my new name.

Hmm. The future looks bleak. But I hope, as a family, we can pull through unscathed, weed out the bad seeds, and take good care of ourselves.

SO.
I was in the MRT going home, minding my own business, when a matrip rudely told me his friend wants my number. In front of the whole carriage.

I'm like, excuse me?

Firstly, you're a matrip. That should say it all. You are rude, uncouth, fugly and stupid.

Secondly, if you really want my number, why the heck does your friend have to ask for you, when you're sitting right next to him? I mean, it shouldn't take much effort to just blurt out a sentence to a random girl opposite you, especially when you're a matrip and you were naturally born without shame and a loud mouth, right?

Thirdly, you have ugly friends, two of whom look like they are pissed drunk, one of whom is a minahrip who doesn't even know what MRT line to take to get to Sengkang and keeps staring at me like I murdered her mother, and all of whom look like they belong to different species of scum. Definitely not the kind of people I want to be acquainted with.

Fourthly, you're a matrip.

Fifthly, you're a matrip.

Sixthly, you're a freaking matrip! Get the fuck away from me!



Anyhoo, I am tired and my shoulder's aching.

@ 9:40 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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image : jde

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