Wempitzz

I'm impressed, people. Somehow, we've reached a new low.

Translation (I'm not sure it's correct, I can only read Pig Rempit): Cun je. Tengok la kampung siapa, kan. Huhu. (It's nice. No wonder, it's your hometown.)

Atas permintaan Mai(munah)

Saya dah sampai Bangi! Yayy!!

Agak bosan jugak sebenarnya balik rumah ni. Duduk rumah pun bukannye buat ape pun, duduk main komputer membesarkan juboq je. Ingatkan nak baca Perlembagaan Malaysia, tapi satu-satunya masa saya baca buku di rumah ialah bila saya tengah berak pergi ke tandas, jadi kemungkinan untuk membaca buku-buku ilmiah semasa di rumah ialah sangat tipis, seperti tipisnya lemak di perut saya.

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Baru-baru ni, mak saya mula menjalankan projek menguruskan keluarga atau dengan nama glamornya, Projek Aku Taknak Masak Dinner Sebab Korang Semua Dah Buncit. Untuk pengetahuan awak semua, bapa dan adik-beradik perempuan saya berbadan besar tetapi yang lelaki pula kurus dan sangat susah menjadi gemuk walaupun selera makan kami sebesar beruang kutub. Walaupun projek ini akan membawa faedah kepada kakak dan adik saya, saya terpaksa berlapar kerana tak dapat makan malam walaupun saya tiada masalah berat badan. Saya berasakan ini tidak adil, tidak adil bagiku. Ini tidak adil untuk engkau bertanya jika aku sanggup berlapar, kau bukan milikkuu~

Ini tidak adil, Yang Berhormat! Saya ingin makan malam!

Reeve's iPod

Malam tadi software iPod saya tiba-tiba rosak jadi saya langsung tidak tidur satu malam untuk membaiki iPod saya.

Kenapa saya begitu bersungguh-sungguh dalam membaiki benda ini? Kerana tanpa fungsi-fungsi beliau, beliau hanyalah pemberat kertas yang sangat mahal.

 

Font pun macam tahun 80-an.

Juga, iPod ini terkandung beberapa rahsia saya yang akan menyukarkan hidup saya sedikit kalau diketahui orang ramai. /hint: rahsia-rahsia kerajaan dan video porno haiwan

Lagipun ni iPod Nano 3rd Gen, jenis yang sangat susah nak jumpa dekat Malaysia sampai kalau cari dekat Mac Store KL pun tak jumpe. Jadi kalau korang jumpe orang pakai iPod pendok lebar camni, tu memang ori. Saya tak pernah lagi jumpa iPod 3rd Gen yang lokak.

Saya sayang iPod saya. <3

Fynn Jamal

This is a female poet that I really like. I call her a poet because she doesn't consider herself a singer. Anyway, here's her picture.

 

Hihi muka iras-iras Weyna.

 A few days ago, she published a facebook note regarding her new project, Projek Kesian. She asked for a fund since the project is going to cost around RM5000 and she only asked for RM15 per person. Being an awesome fan, I deposited the money to her.

During the verification process, we started to email each other. See the picture up there? That's not hardcore enough. If you take a look at her facebook, there are more hardcore pictures of her. But in reality, she's actually a very sweet person. She's the kind of person that really loves her fans and doesn't really care about money as long as people can listen to her works. If you go to the link above, you'll know that she is going to deal with hundreds of email from her fan, but she still takes some time to really read their mails and reply accordingly instead of using some generated reply like most celebrities would. I adore that.

Besides, that time she kept her hair long, she was smoking hot. Just sayin'.

NOOOO

Ini gossip terbaru Yuna. Dah lama nak post tapi asyik terlupa je.

 

Source.

brb weeping at the corner of the room.

Hola!

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Kertas

Sometimes I hate being left alone. It makes me think about things that I don't usually think about. Deep and scary thoughts especially.

It makes me doubt things that I've done, decisions that I've made. It makes me doubt things that I had previously been sure of, it makes me want to do things that I'm not supposed to do.

Sometimes I'm scared of my own thoughts.

But aren't you too, sometimes?