o what a tiring night! lucky thing the kendarat multi-purpose hall this time was only a few blocks away from their place. rushed off right smack at ten and took another bath before gettin ready for a night of free entry and free booze. hahaha bloody sengket! thank you so much dian!!



we call this the 'touch-up'. hahahahah!



cleopatra.









i hate bringing bags to club not especially when big clubs have really tiny little baggage rooms. this is rediculous. guys who come up endlessly asking for a dance. TO HOUSE MUSIC. ahh. and stepping on people's feet. that was so fun. the only thing i look forward to each night. not the booze not the boys. but the look on their faces when it starts to hurt. a bottle of jd and coke, three dances, a drunk sister and one cranky little brother, it was more than memorable. (i still love you anep! :D)



mat rempit ties the knot. (ray/roy? & syikin, if im not mistaken..)



kau tau lah kan, all my kendarat girls are sentiasa jambu nak mampos.

i can't sleep. tmr's gonna be an early one. yes twelve in the afternoon is early. i almost forgot to wake up today. it was close to five when i found myself in the midst of a slumber and the whole house was in such a mess. everyone left and me, feeling all lazy decided to clean the kitchen instead. aha. i was lazy yet i cleaned. dad and i had a long talk tonight. why does he always do it like he knows what he's saying? like he understands? and yes, when was the last time he came up to me to ask about my well-being. have i eaten? am i going out today? and it's hard to concentrate on something so alienated like that. i rather watch the sky or listen to the rain or anything else as worthless. everything that comes out from his mouth is pathetic. well damn pathetic. this blood that runs may be yours, but i never want to be like you. i wish i could stop asking for money so we don't even have to talk anymore. two more years. just two more years i swear to god. abg, do you always feel so out of place in the family like this. is this why and what made you the way you are today?

i'm a libra. and librans have a certain charm and elegance to mask this profound insecurity that her whole life is damn well, fucken superficial. sometimes i feel like certain scales aren't in my favour and continuously missing some part of myself that was never there to begin with. confusion, is this? stop playing games with my heart. mind games are fun but never go near my ventricles. take this will you. you can never complete me, so don't try to fix me. and i'm not broken, just brokenhearted. if only they all knew. each and every one of them. i never wish for anyone to call me his. i just want someone i can call my own.



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