Not Your Favourite Girl

by farah_prong@yahoo.com.my

Hiyaaa...

Long time no see...I didn't have any idea on what 2 write...

So I'm reverting back to my old self to write poem...

Not Your Favourite Girl

Your preferences
differs from mine
You ask for a lot
and I am just able to give a little

High above the ground
you lifted me up
soaring me high

but
as high as you tried to lift me
your face is still at distance
your words and actions are mere illusions

I might not be your favourite girl
with long flowing hair
slim tall figure
beautiful and sexy face

I am just me
A person that is lacking

but you too forgets
that you are not perfect yourself

Seeing you with naked eyes
people see perfection beyond compare
but deep inside
you are an empty shell
that crave nothing but yourself

that's all folks

see you when we'll see you

Acid in My Brain

by powerangers_08yahoo.com

Hell-o~
(-_-iii)

Ah~
Me and Farah had co-curriculum class diz morning. Persatuan Bulan Sabit Merah to be exact. I still can't quite believe that I join this club. It's my last resort, to be honest and mainly because the 'other' club was just to stupid and such a-shit to accept me.

Oh, well..

It's bad, how I started my day today. I woke up so very late, approximately 45 minutes after the intended time (I think it's partly because I cried a bucket watching 'A Millionnaire's First Love' last night. It's so sad!!). So I confess I didn't take my bath before going to the meeting *grins toothily* But hey! I did brush my teeth and washed my face, all right!

And there was another shitty thing happened at the PBSM meeting this morning as well. For this week, we learnt the CPR procedure. You know how some people would have troubles with doing the practical part so they record it instead. Now, Farah already had her recorded part, but it was still not that clear since she didn't recorded it up close. Then there was this chinese guy in their VAD who did. So, she decided to asked him if he could bluetooth it to her. You know how when we're studying, we share any informations that we have with our friends, right? Doesn't matter if that friend if someone we hardly know but still, this is knowledge we're talking about. So if it's me, honestly, I don't mind sharing. Really.

Back to this chinese guy and Farah. So she asked him if he would bluetooth the video to her. And you know what he replied? (this part happened right in front of my eyes, you see)

"No, I'll not give it to you,"

and the next sentence:

"No, I'm not willing,"

and I can still remember his face when he said this with complete clarity. How dare he, saying those right in front of someone's face? Have he no consideration? Okay, okay. You don't want to give it to people. Fine. But can't you please speak politely, please? Say things like, 'Oh, my bluetooth's no working, maa. Sorry' or something. Is it so hard in saying 'I'm sorry'? I feel like slapping him, I really am. Such attitude. Maybe he can just shrunk in hell where he belonngs.

I don't get what's the problem. 1 Malaysia, huh? ('__')

Hm~
I meant to post a poem this time round, actually. But blurting this out seems more of a priority at the moment. Huhu..



Well, that's that for now, folks!
xD

Attention!

by farah_prong@yahoo.com.my

Hiyaaa...

I'm having headache right now. Let me start rambling about my current situation. It is funny what fasting can do to you. I mean, not fasting in general, it is more like what hunger can do to you. I think I am more sensitive when I am hungry and I tend to get emotional in this kind of situation.

You see, when you have seven siblings, it is hard to get the same unconditional and undivided love from your parents. Although of course, parents will never say that they are being unfair. They will say that all of their children get the same attention and love, there will be no bias or favouritism but all in all, I think it is a lie. Even we ourselves tend to get choosy and we will favour one person more than the other. You know that you are being unfair but you can't help it. It just happens.

Anyway, in a big family situation where everyone is fighting for more attention and love, it is difficult to get notice sometimes. You will feel like you are left-out and sometimes you could even come to the conclusion that maybe you are not really your mum and dad's flesh. You might be adopted and somewhere in your mind, you think that your real family is out there looking for you. I know I did think like that when I was small. I was so convinced about it since I am the darkest one in the family with straight hair and boyish features. I do not think that I fit in my family because they are all fair and have curly-ish hair.

Well, (okay...I am getting there) today I felt a pang of sadness. I think this is a childish behaviour and I will be okay afterwards but now, I am sad. When I am sad, my brain will start to hurt a lot and this led to me being tension. My mum was joking. I know she did (I hope...) when I told her that I still haven't buy my baju raya and guess what she said?

'Padan muka.'

How on earth can you say that?

Wow.

Looking at that phrase makes me wanna cry...

Okay...

Signing out for now.

See you when we'll see you.

Melancholy of a Sleepyhead

by powerangers_08@yahoo.com

Current music: Yakusoku (Promise) by DBSK
Current read: Anything of fanfiction with 'SMUT' rating
Current mood: Oily

--melancholy starts--

Tomorrow's class at 9. And I haven't been sleeping yet. And it's already 3.30 am. Tinie's at my back, doing her assignment *turns* (oh, man, she's already asleep) and here I am, online-ing and messing myself with the likes of fanfiction that I love so much, even if that I'm not supposed to cause they drove me insane with the needs to always read them and I can't do that because if I do, I'll never be able to stop and I refuse to be a victim of a sick ---holic person although, literally, I am one and I don't fucking give a damn how madly in love I am right now and I am though how should I do when there are five of them and I'm only supposed to be married to only one, have cute kids with slanting eyes, great voice and lithe forms (in my dreams) oh God please let me stop now cause I'm dying from lack of oxygen but why, oh WHY do sate nowadays are so expensive, like, sky rocketed expensive and I mean RM0.60 per piece, my ass thus that is crazy and you can find sates with much lower price tastes much, much better with bigger meats attached to the sticks, but oh, shit my stomach is grumbling. S.O.S. *inhales...exhales*

I miss my cow.. Seriously I do. I am. I was and will always be. It's just that I don't see the point to bringing it here when I always kick him in the end. I'll find him lying soberly at the bottom of my bed, non-existence tears fell silently on his face. Not to mention he would get squash by the heads of my peers, anyway. Poor him. Thus, rather than being squash senseless, best he be left, quietly brooding in my closet. He has all kinds of friends in there anyway. A moustach-less Cat, a half-mouth Teddy and a chibi Ultraman. Go Cow! Cow go round~

OMFG
I have a presentation tomorrow and I don't have a fucking clue as to what I should say tomorrow. I don't have any fucking idea what is it that she really wanted. What a way of motivation, eh? 2 of my major tests were a complete shit and suddenly, I find myself eager for the next assignment to be issued. I KNOW I am mentally sick. Everyone can tell especially now. AND my ex contacted me at four yesterday and I found myself want to be contacted again. Double mental sickness. Gosh.. No wonder I don't have any boyfriend yet.

am currently screaming (in head):
"I AM TIRED
I AM WEARY
I HAVE HEADACHE
I AM GONNA GO CRAZY"

self screams back:
"THEN GO TO SLEEP, YOU BITCH!"

See? I told you I am crazy.

~at another part of my head~

IMMA GONNA GRADUATE~~
IMMA GONNA GRADUATE~~
YAY!!

Oh, yeah.
I'm gona stop now. Have kad raya to finish writing now. Or sleep to be consumed. Have it anyway you want and YESS, IT'S RAINING!!

--melancholy ends--

And~ Just something to salivate (dat a word?) over.. ^^

*drools*

That's that, folks~
xD

Tension?

by farah_prong@yahoo.com.my

Hiyaaa!!

Urgh! I think I am too tensed out lately...Y? Don't ask. U don't want 2 know. It is a looooong story. Trust me when I say that. However, all those tension resulted in:

PIMPLES!

Argh!!!

Another reason to worry....

Haih~

Okay then...

C u when we'll see u...

P.S Does anyone knows how 2 get rid of them? Other than stop worrying.