AAAAARGHH!!!! AQ DIFITNAH!!!! WTH???

al kesah.....


ptg td....dlm kol..jap2 check handset...
dlm kol 3.05 pm...mak tepon tny pasal dia nye gelas kaca....what???
sbb tgh shiok mkn nasi ayam (thai punyer) sambil melayan running man (muahahahha)
terkebil2 jap dgr mak tny psl tu..terbingung (exists ke word ni?) jap

kata mak, salah satu gelas kacanya itu sudah pecah. akan tetapi tidaklah sehingga hancur berderai...
tetapi nampak kesan pecah tuh...lalu mak pun bertanya kepada org gaji kami
adakah dia yang memecahkan gelas tersebut...
org gaji berkata bukan dia yang buat..lalu mak bertanya lagi...siapa yang buat
org gaji cakap ------------------------>aq yg buat!!!!!!

sedeyh tol dgr mak bgtau td...sampi hati dia ckp aq yg buat....
mak x yakin dgn jawapan org gaji kami lalu menelefon aq...
kata mak, kalau aq yg pecahkan, mesti aq terus bgtau mak dan mmg tu pun yg aq akan buat
(yela drpd kene mrh di kemudian hari, lg baik aq dimarahi tyme2 tu gak kn??)
kata mak lagi...org gaji kami kata aq yg lap2 gelas
kata mak...xkan la lap gelas leh pecah, mesti la pecah tyme basuh
DAN kata mak lagi, aq mmg x tolong2 basuh pun------------->POW!!!terasa kene penumbuk dgr mak ckp camtu....terasa aq..tp mmg pun..lately aq rely too much on our maid...

that must've hurt a lot..heh

last time yg aq ingat pegang gelas tu tyme mak suruh letak kt meja makan....
dan aq xde basuh mahu pun ringan2 tgn nk tolong lap gelas2 tu..
yg aq basuh and lap adalah pinggan2...
dan kalau mmg aq ad basuh gelas dan gelas tersebut pecah, mest aq perasan
dan sebelum kene lecture dgn teruk oleh mak, aq akan confess yg aq pecahkan gelas...
tp, sejujurnya bukan aq yg buat..huhu....

kata mak...kenapa dia nk tipu kata aq yg buat
mak aq tanya je, dan takde niat pown nk marah dia kalau betol dia yg pecahkan...
aq x marah aq difitnah------->quite strange isn't it??i'm usually hot-tempered, easily annoyed.
tapi, aq rse sedeyh..yg kuar dlm hati dan juga dr mulut aq lps mak tepon

"sampai hati....sedeyh nye dgr dia ckp camtu"

finished

"finally"

that's all i can say

that's what i want to say.

i'm done

tired but it's all worth

worth for what i've done.

hope

for good thing to happen

feels like clinging to a rope.

pray

glad for the strength

not wanting to go astray.

FINISHED

all the hard work

it's all finished.

relief. that's what i feel right now. at least for the time being. sleepless night is over. at least for the time being. aching body, painful. jammed brain, tired. blurry vision, sleepy. they're still hugging, holding me tightly, not wanting to let me go. but that's okay. cause everything, every work,  every assignment is done. finished.

p/s: listening to yuna ito's precious..nice one! 

i got spammed!!!!

damn it...bullshit...asshole....aaaaaargh!!!!!!!!!!!!
sape nye keje wat gini kt aq???
monyet tol...hanjing....siot...cilakak!!!!!
huhu...nyesal aq g tekan link tu...
naive tol aq ni...xtaw la plak bnd tu spam je
kuar da bnd2 x senonoh...
yg x best...cam aq plak yg send bnd2 tuh...huhu...
sedeyh...tercemar nme baek aq...
ToT....


sori korg klu dpt bnd tu dr aq...bkn aq yg wat...aq x bersalah...aq xtaw
sedeyh....aq da deactivate da pown fb aq....
cam haram tol...huhu

nape aq 'allergic' nk pggl org laki abg??

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aq ni xleh ar nk pggl org laki ngan panggilan 'abg'
rse geli..xtau nape rse geli...
at least ar, klu nk gak aq pggl org tu abg,
at least umo dia sme ngan abg 2nd aq
klu x..jgn hrp...berat beno mulot ni nk nyebut nye



gambar sekadar hiasan yerr...
obviously bkn aq dlm gamba ni...
(aq perempuan)
















tp...x bermaksud aq x respect org tu..
respect just aq lg comfortable pggl dia gne name je
reason(s) dia aq xtau maybe:

1. aq da ad 2 org abg...jd x terasa nk tmbh lg sorg (x msk akal tol alasan ni)
2. abg aq yg 2nd pown aq x pggl abg (pelik lak klu aq tetiba pggl dia abg)

certain2 org je yg aq pggl gne pggln abg

dan slalunye org yg lg tue dr abg 2nd aq

tu pown ad gak yg aq x pggl abg...

aq bkn nk kurang ajar...tp da nature aq cam tu...

is it bad?

sorry, but i can't...

a story about a male and female who happened to know each other through a friend. the male likes the female but the female likes someone else and she just want to remain as friends with the male...one day, he sends a message to the female...they text each other and the texting goes along well until he finally asks...

male:    suke warne ape ek?

female: ske warne biru,ijau,oren, itam putih...nape?

male:    just nk tny...hehe...abg nk berkawan n berkenalan boleh? sudi x nie?

more than half an hour later...

male:    marah ke?

female: erm...x marah...x tau nk cakap cane...honestly, x nk ad pape commitment ad ngan sape2...abg faham              

            kn? myb abg deserve org yg lg baek...

male:    it's okay...sekurang-kurangnye ckp jujur ngan abg..abg phm...sorry ganggu study...

what would you do if you were in her shoes? would you rather lie or tell the truth? the truth is ugly and hurtful but lie is uglier and worse...

i hear

what he says, what i say

what she says, what you say

what they say, what we all say

it can't be stopped

we're talking, we're laughing

we say and shout it all out

love, joy, reliefs

hate, anger, griefs

who says perfect is perfect

the defect is being perfect itself

we're human, only human

i've heard it all

i know because i'm here.

salam...

lama sgt x update belog ni

maka entry kali ni sgt random

it was smth i did last year...

Time had stopped in memories

The present time starts to leave me behind

I’m living in the past inside the memories

Time passed by counting the days.

The time that had stopped

However it seems to moving on again

Just all the things I don’t want to forget

They are replayed in my mind.

Will you still smile at me?

I can’t ask you even though I want to

Can I look at you from afar and like you?

I’m okay even if it’s unrequited.

Those words still remain within me

It’s painful to think about it but do you know?

Those hurtful words you said to me

Enough to bring me into tear.