feel like writing..but there's nothing to be wrote..(actually ada,loads,tapi ntah)..
it's friday,and tomorrow is saturday..day after saturday is sunday,again..we have to face sunday..(as if i can skip "this" sunday...)..me and husband are afraid of sunday..i really dont want to remember those bloody sundays...but i have to admit,i am not having an amnesia,and i still can remember them CLEARLY!i can tell u what happen,how,why,and when..
But i just dont want!
But no matter how ive tried to erase them away,no matter how i force my memory to stop playing those 'video again',no matter how hard i try to get rid off it... it still there..still fresh..
i know it sounds stupid,but i feel like he's watching us,and chasing us..........
Friday, October 30, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
makin sensitive tapi ok la

*macam distorted tapi bukan
it's a gift..takkan nak cakap bukan2..tapi lately the effect kan..sangat la unbearable..nausea,bad bad bad temper tuh jangan cita la..sakit kaki,bengkak kaki (macam la jet legged)..FYI,berdiri lama skit,rasa mcam angkat air 2 gelen naik umah tingkat 1 (mcm kecik2 dlu,umah takde air,lori air datang,abis abah kerah angkut air..tak angkut air,abah bagi kata dua,tangan atau tangan,kalu korang ditempat aku,pilihan apa yang korang ada??)angkat berat,diri lama,jalan banyak,mesti pastu sakit sana sini..hubby kata rest jela,masalahnya,time2 cenggini la terasa ringan tangan buat keja umah..mcm rimas jer tgok umah sdiri tak terurus (umah mak,takpe,hehe)...
relationship dengan father in law pun smnjak dua mnjak ni pun macam going well,tapi mcam mlampau pun ada..ada ke ajak kitorang laki bini g dangdut n karaoke..harus repot mak nieh..pastuh tgah malam ajak lepak minum tea tarik,tanak mamak lak tuh,harus la white coffee...
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
annoyed
keep telling,keep talking bout themselves...so it makes me lost interest,sorry..it becomes the most boring story book to be read (after twilight)..there's nothin interesting,nothin related to me,nothin to be proud of..save it for the next gen..maybe it's good for them,but apparently,not for me..
blogging is about telling our feelings,our activities,our interest..but one thing,u cant be too honest,too direct in ur writing,may hurt somebody u may know..dats it,it better to have a very own diary rather than internet blogging sometimes..
write it down,tell everythings,ur feeling,write down the name of the person u hate,n no ones will know..blogging?..ur telling,but unfortunately,u cant even tell a name..(i do jaga hati sometimes)..how sad..
blogging is about telling our feelings,our activities,our interest..but one thing,u cant be too honest,too direct in ur writing,may hurt somebody u may know..dats it,it better to have a very own diary rather than internet blogging sometimes..
write it down,tell everythings,ur feeling,write down the name of the person u hate,n no ones will know..blogging?..ur telling,but unfortunately,u cant even tell a name..(i do jaga hati sometimes)..how sad..
Thursday, July 2, 2009
the 2 months old creature in my stomach
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
ACCOMPANIED BY MULAN

it's 5:09am..still awake..had too much coffee...he went to work..so it's only me n mulan at this hour...mulan is eating eating n eating..other than dat,chasing invisible thing,(mulan is acting strangely)..i assume dats because she is pregnant..
here's mulan cant stop eating..damn u gemok! :)
now can even have a chance to be posted in my blog,u think ure special huh?..wuek!
here's mulan cant stop eating..damn u gemok! :)
now can even have a chance to be posted in my blog,u think ure special huh?..wuek!
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