Sunday, January 20, 2008

Here I am, at home when I'm supposed to be in school. I woke up relatively early today, ten thirty. That's early. I think my attendance for Typo is probably 20%, 30% if I'm lucky. Fiq, Fiq. Apa nak jadi dengan kau.

HAHA.

I have a presentation later, and I haven't prepared a single shit.



I've been thinking lot these days, alot more than I usually do.

I've also been cutting my hair shorter and shorter. But I told myself to stop it already ah.

I'm turning eighteen this year. In less than two months' time. It's amazing, the way I've changed, the things I've been through, the people I've met. Two years down the road, and I'll graduate (hopefully I don't have to repeat or whatever), then maybe I'll get to spend time doing things I want to do. After my diploma, I want to take a break from doings things I HAVE to do. Things like deadlines, rules, shit.

My dream, if I haven't told you, is to publish my own graphic novel. Yeh.

Hopefully by the time I'm twenty, I'll be pretty sure of what I want to do with my life and who I want to be. Because I'll no longer be a bloody teenager. I can't be angsty and confused anymore.

The next two years, I want to beat myself up as much as I can. I want to test my own capabilities, see how far I can go, and how much I can stretch myself. That should be fun.


Cheers darlings. Go find your own path okay.

@ 7:29 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.

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

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image : jde

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