The Last Page of The Year

Akhirnya aku siapkan jugak REPORT 2 utk thesis. itu baru report 2 eh ade lagi 3 report aku kene buat which aku rase akan jadi lagi excruciating than this one. but its ok , i will live and tell the tale of thousand stream of tears and moments of suicidal hours i spend on this thesis.

Lepas nie aku nak g MMU , selit report bawah pintu Tg Puteri pastu

SELAMAT TINGGAL 2008.

oh 2008. a year has past once again and this year has been one hell of a year. year of tears , laugh , sad , happy , and everything in between. this year also i learn that the value of family and friends. who is going to stay and who were there just for the sake of being there and within the split seconds they are gone as soon as problem arrived.

i learn that u just have to be content for who u are.

i learn that my heart is capable of loving once again.

i learn that my hair isnt as nice as it appear on the picture.

i learn that my smile is a little less like sunshine in the morning.

i learn that u can be strong with the support of ur family and close friend.

i learn that my eyes is the shape of pet society (facebook ppl! hahah) when they smile.

i met new people. new people who captivate my heart just by a single hello.

i met new people. the one who menyakitkan hati but turned out to be a darling.

i see my two lovely angels grown. from being able to count 1-3 now they can count the whole new set of 10.

i splurge on online shopping which i then sell back online. i dont need 20 bags in my almari.

Few series of meltdown that i managed to get through with the help of loved ones. thank u! because of u guys i am still standing solid and stronger than ever.

i chopped off my fringe but now it is back where it was before.

there is inumerable things happened in 2008 and this post is going to take forever for me to list all of them. so , in the nutshell, this year has been a good year for me even if its not i will still cherish it for many years to come.

so hello mr/ms 2009. wait for this little girl to grow up and do wonders to the world. hahhaha

p/s : sebenarnye tade beza pun mcm tahun2 lepas.

p/s : demnit aku da lambat g mmu! anep is so gonna kill me! BYE PEOPLE

HAPPY 2009!

The Wishful Wishy Wish

Seriously , i am so tenseeeee!

all stressed out like a single mother who had to take care of her 4 retarded son while battling with bladder control.

tension nye aku buat thesis nie! demnit

the only thing that keep me motivate is this





ARGHHH HELLO KITTY GUITAR! i want it i want it!

tak kesah la aku tak pandai main ke ape janji i want one!

ade sape2 nak tlg belikan tak? ill be a good girl. promise!

ill drink my milk

ill eat my vege

ill help out in delaying the green house effects

ill clean the dishes after dinner

ill scratch and give ur back a good massage.

ill contribute my support in teen pregnancy

please please pretty please with cherry on top?

anyone?

my birthday is coming and i want one!

p/s : tanak bagi sudah name ko bedah tetek ko kemungkinan ade sebelah. bluek!

The Tade Semangat Nak Sambut New Year

Like any other good and untainted soul , i'd always welcome a new year by having more than 5 resolutions

which

i

never keep.Even if i wanted to , they still somehow manage to make their ways out of my mind.

so this year i have none.

oh wait there is one

BENTI ISAP ROKOK! SMOKING IS BAD FOR YOUR HEALTH

but good for ur mind. Like srsly.

then again , i am so certain that this will be my next year reso as well.

The Rolling Counters of Social Ladder

FUYOOOOO DA 20K!

i'd like to thank all the stalkerette ,stalkeree and every living soul in the magical land of stalkerville.

hahhaha

now i can happily certified myself as a successful failure.

nuff said.

gotta continue doing this excruciating thesis.

The Amarah yg Marah. Like srsly!

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How much is that again? i dont know , u do the math. Get the correct number and multiply it by
1000000 gizzilion trillion billion. that is how much I HATE DOING THESIS! Like srsly!

tlg la tlg la tlg laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! cepat la habisss please please please

tekanan betol! baik jadi peti ais cani!

p/s : I HATE YOU! BLOODY THESIS!

The Contradiction Of Heritage

While i was doing my un-progressed thesis , someone , a girl , she was wearing an ESPN black cap and a washed out pinkish could-be FOS t-shirt lingered mindlessly around my table. Politely she asked me

Ntah sape ntah : Ade org tak duduk sini?
aku : tade..duduk la.

She laid herself on the couch in front of me,unzipped her bag and rummaged through the content of it , ransacked it for awhile and at last she pulled out her hand that was firmly holding a book. Then she took a sip from her newly purchased coffee and before she opened her book she looked at me and said

Ntah sape ntah : u bukan org kl kan?
aku : err..kenape eh?
N.S.N : u nampak cam org sabah or sarawak. are u from there?
aku : err...tak..i mmg org kl. bapak i cina , mak i melayu. minggu nie je da dkt 2 org ckp camtu.
N.S.N : ye ke? u betul2 nampak cam bukan org semenanjung
aku : eh asal plak?
N.S.N : mungkin sebab u cerah kot
aku : celah mane nye aku cerah? da la berkarat , comot plak tu
N.S.N : hahahha..tade la..u cerah la
aku : ok tenkiu..muke je cerah...mase depan tak pun.

After that i spread the nicest smile and excuse myself from that pointless conversation. Ini memperkuatkan lagi theori yg mami mungkin beli aku kat org2 aborigin luar semananjung

p/s : i think i am the luckiest girl on the 7 petala langit in the whole wide endless universe! smile smile diena.

The Flavour of The Month

Had enuff with crappy songs nowadays?

then u surely havent heard to this guys yet. they are the new definition of coolness! like really good u thought it was hari raya all over again.

seriously ,i wudnt even think of promoting this band if they werent good!

and also the keyboardist/pianist is a good friend of mine which goes by the name KAY when being called.

so here u go , the IRAMA~ *like so original huh? irama~ hahha*

this is their myspace music page

p/s : Like srsly. You would be doing ur ear a jolly ol' favour by hearing to them. Like srsly double choclate syrup serious.



p/s : kay yg no 1 dari kiri. hensem kan. cam cipan yg sexually confused! hahah sorry kay.

The Vexatious Certain People that should rot in hell for all i care

aku nyampah bile

1. ade org sebok2 nak tau pasal aku. mind ur own business. what i do is none of ur concern! which part of LEAVE ME ALONE that u dont understand?

2.altho aku da warned and stuff certain people still bangang nak get the idea of it. AKU TAK SUKE AKU TAK SUKE LA SIBAI! stop fiddling in my pool u low life scum!

3. kalau ko nak kacau aku, kacau aku sorang je da la!! takyah la nak kacau ngna kawan2 aku skali. haih! ape la nasib aku.

4.pagi2 kene bangun g class.

peng/engs : tlg la , jgn kacau idop aku. please? ko nak aku buat ape lagi baru ko paham? ko nak jadi aku ke? ko nak take control idop aku ke? ko igt best sangat ke jadi aku bile ramai gile org sebok2? ko nak ke? amek la weh amek la weh! ughhh~ some people are so unbelievable!

p/s : buat penat2 je aku grak class awal. skrang da cam org bangang duduk tepi hb3 ngan laptop dalam kete nie. ok loser nerd! tq

The At Last She Updated Her Blog. (another prime bullshit from yours truly!)

Hello , good morning or whatever time it is in ur country ,

lame gile tak update ok. sebab ape?

1. malas.

sumpah aku malas gile doh nak update..tgk kibod je nak muntah , tgk mouse je muntah , tgk monitor je juling air , tgk speaker jadi pekak , i cant be anywhere around proximity of the computer area or else ill be vomiting blood and the socket of my eyes will be suck into the vortex of abysness. hahha ok m ekzegerating , itu sume alasan bodoh dunia . aku cuma plain ol traditional malas.

2. kentut kuat.

sumpah aku kentut kuat doh. like super kuat it would bring down any building being construct right now. my kerusi kenot sustain the impact of my kentut thus i dont have a kerusi to support my ass. therefore , i cannot blog because i need to sit , i have no kerusi , hence the idle on blogging.

3. Thailand new prime minister.

HANDSOME OKKK!!!!!!! i rather be his left eyebrow than writing nonsense stuff on my blog. ohhhh..jap name die aku lupe ape..tapi die ensem..oh name die abhisit vajayjay. eh vejjajiva sivaji yenadey poringey poridge congee chicken. panjang la sial name ko , cane nak kawen nanti berbelit lidah tok kadi nak sebut. oh oh sorry cech , u are irreplaceable,this is just my innamorato . the object of my infatuation , like u always fantasizing about siput sarawak while we were making love the other night. remember?

3. harga minyak turun.

bile harga minyak da turun , aku dgn sekali gusnye menjadi active dalam membawa kereta. sume aku pegi pun nak naik kete. well harga minyak da turun kan.

diena : yay harga minyak da turunnn..jom g sabah ke sarawak esok
deorang : diena , jgn smangat sgt please . harga minyak turun sikit je kot..yg ko nie semangat bagai sampai nak g sabah sawarak nie pahal?
diena : ye ah..harga minyak da turun kottt..aku nak tunjuk support kat kerajaan kot.kot kot kotttt

so ade sapa2 nak ikut aku g menyumpit kat dalam hutan? bole aku bawak jumpe long lost daddy aku. abubakaryelah. tapi tu kene potong fringe lagi skali la

4.BANYAK KEJE LA SIAL! LIKE SUMPAH BYK GILE SAMPAI AKU RASE AKU RELA JADI MIDGET CLOWN RATHER THAN DOING ALL THESE DEPRESSING KEJE!

nuff said. kadang2 aku rase nak nangis buat keje , kadang2 aku rasa happy , kadang2 aku rase cam nak meradang! tapi most of the time aku cam cool and chill sambil simpan air mata utk menangis. seriously , kalau lagi sploh hari aku tak update dat means korang bole cari aku kat ospital sakit jiwa kat mane2 k. tlg bawak buah tangan please. aku suke makan cekelat ngan mayonis.

5. aku da tak gemok.

baru aku dapat tau punce kebuncisan aku. rupe2nye perut aku buncis sebab nak period. patut ah perut cam kembung gile sampai ade cam bende bulat2 mengelilingi perut. rupe2nye ade orbit perut aku. tarikan graviti kuat gile.

6. GAMBAR!

gambar nie tade kene mengene langsung ngan kemalasan aku. tapi setiap kali aku tension mesti aku dok dpn pc pastu senyum2 depan camera. cam org gila yg twisted gile.

p/s : belakang aku sakit la sial. skrang nak toleh kiri kanan kene cam slow2 cite hantu. sumpah sakit. demnit! sape ntah yg buat nie.

The Game Tournament

Hello readers ,

Are u a student of Multimedia University Cyberjaya?

Or live anywhere nearby?

Dont have anything to do for the next 2 days?

Excel in Pro Evolution Soccer and a master of tekken?

If u are then get ready to be syiouf syiouf~

Moar info HERE HERE HERE AND HERE!

Got game bitch?

I'd be guarding the booth and saving all the donuts to myself! hahahhahahha

SEE YOU GUYS THERE SUCKA!

p/s : outsider also are invited to join this tournament. that is if u are willing to drive up all the way to cyber. the more the merrier. yeah!

The Occurance of Random Thoughts

Letters are meant to be arranged together to form a word

Words are meant to be assembled together to build up a sentence

Sentences are meant to be constructed to a full view one whole length of paragraph.

Paragraphs are meant to propagated into one reading material.

And reading materials are meant to be read. Aloud or discreetly. It deserved the right to be seep into someone's mind.

and i still wonder why people set their blog for private only.

This only means one thing. self-professed ol' garden bitch.

kalau tanak bagi org bace baik tulis diary pastu letak bawah katil.

kalau nak mengata baik mengata depan2.

kenapa nak mengata among the group of "invited friends only" ?
ko igt ko bagos? ko igt kawan2 ko bagos? ko igt penulisan ko tu sangat confidential or ko takot kene tahan ISA?

aku bukan ape , nak kate annoying pun tak jugak , tapi menyampah dgn org2 cani. menyampah macam kat sampah sambil makan kepah dgn cik bedah.

p/s : nuthing to do with anything, just my unplanned random thoughts.

this is not a p/s,thus any reading below this line is merely intolerable : aku bukan nak cakap aku bagos. tapi at least m not hiding , m not reserving anything for anyone , m not afraid of the world and why shud u?

The Thought of Something Else

If i had a chance , a chance to be something else , i'd gladly and willingly without any slightest hint of uncertainty in my conciousness to become a

REFRIGERATOR! (a solid well-built with 4 transparent fully automated doors [that comes together with a stylish remote control voice detection sensor] ,coated with pure could-be real gold all around it and complete with ice dispenser that would not only dispense ice but also anything my heart desire , namely ; cold hard questionable cash.)

why one might be questioning me

1. my body will be filled , even crowded with food , all sorts of it.Candies ,dozens of top qualities chocolates,uneaten left over Hawaiian pizza,winter melon canned drink,stacks of colorful and soft marshmallows,ginger beer, almost expired but still edible mayonnaise,chickens who didnt survived the crucial first stage of developing their full form in a fragile cream shell,cookies from coldstorage and last but not the very least , kicap manis! The food would not only stays fresh and cool but it would also remain untouched because whoever dare to touch the handle of the freezer , which i guess is gonna be my nose , or my hand , would be electrocuted. Electrify until it will pour a rapid blatant dark shade rivulet of blood from every opening of your body. U dont touch me, caress me, take a pieces of me, shut me off and walk away just like that. Make sense huhh huhh huhh?

2. i dont have to worry about beauty problem. As far as m concern , people just have to clean me once a week. I dont have to waste my money on facial products , waxing , perfumes, and other hygiene related products to maintained myself. I'd be happy enough if my body is decorated with various shape and flamboyant colors of magnetic accessories. Heck i'd probably wont even bother if my outer appearance is an awful eye-sore as long as i am still fully functioning and my warranty is still valid withing the next 6 months.

3.Money.My head would be free , clear to the very last dust about money problem. I dont have to tighten my budget for my upcoming FYP.I dont have to pay my monthly outstanding bills, dont have to pay my condo's maintainance fees , gas to run my mobile, dont have to save for holidays. And most importantly, i dont have to ask my parents for money. I am an household appliance,why would i be needing money for?

4. AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST! I DONT HAVE TO CRAMP AND SQUEEZE MY BRAIN FOR THIS STUPID FINAL YEAR PROJECT DOCUMENTATION AND SPECIAL RESEARCH INTEREST (thesis). NEVER HAVE I HEARD REFRIGERATORS ALL AROUND THE GLOBE DRAINED ALL OF THEIR ENERGY TO DO THIS KIND OF EXCRUCIATING PROJECT!!

5. ARGHHH TENSIONNYE AKUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is even worst than experiencing an euthanasia with a room congested with innumerable amount of ostracized leprosian class of 1998.

p/s : bare in mind that i would also consider being turn into a shaver , a speaker, a deep voice of a sturdy young Russian athlete , a mole on your neighbor left cheek , a portion of ur almost-darken-due-to-ciggarate-inhalation right lung, the 3rd row of your father bulu kaki , or any other thing that doesnt need to use the act of brain for thinking.

post/script to the very last bit of ur cracked lips : tingok! i rather spend one hour on blogging rather than on my assignment! WHY WHY WHY?? BECAUSE I CAN WRITE CRAP LIKE THIS!!!! LIKE THIS

and this

and thissss

and thisssssssssssss!!!!!!!

sheeeshh!

The Lunch Tragedy of The Unlikely

I should have posted this few days back when it really happened but as usual , i just lingered here in my bedroom , rolled my eyes into different directions or in other word PROCRASTINATED . If procrastinating is a crime , i'd be prosecuted even before u can say "somebody gonna get hurt realll bad" (Russel Dominic Peters )

So anyways , something interesting , yet improbably thing happened on this particular day. It was holiday as i would like to remember it. Papa called me around noon and asked me whether i want to go makan with him. He shudnt be asking a question to an obvious answer. Of course the answer was YES! Diena Wong never refused to any makan invitation. I live for food but apparently my body is not.

Anyways , after long and deep consideration about the place we should be eaten , i decided to go to Kenny Rogers at ioi mall. I ordered my usual , jacket potato covered with the-sumpah-to-die-for tangy chicken topping and coleslaw, macaroni and cheese and another one i couldnt really recall as a side dishes. Papa ordered ape ntah aku tak ingat. Ayam ngan ape ntah. So we ate , chatted about the recent BA landslide and some other third world countries issues.

After we finished eaten , papa raised his hand to call up the waitress. She came and presented the bill to papa , papa paid the bill and we waited for the balance. Again , she walked casually towards us , but this time she did not only came to give our balance back but also a plastic bag.

Waitress : Nie ade free gift.
dw : wadeheylll??

So, what is the most unlikely free gift that one would received after dining at one of the well known restaurant?

This may look like a normal plastic bag that should contain anything edible. Behold the truth! look can be deceiving boys and girls for this bag does not only contained things that would make u jolt all over but u wud also be momentarily rigid and frozen until one of ur body part fell over. particularly the productive part of ur anatomy.

TADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! die bole bagi ubat gigi! UBAT GIGI WEH! kalau die bagi fruit cake in occasion of this coming christmas ke bole la aku tolerate lagi. Pepsodent plak tu. sounds alot like a roddent dont u think so? Mencegah gigi berlubang? wthhh???! ABEH TU POCKET AKU YG BERLUBANG NIE SAPE NAK JAWAB! sheessshh!!!

Lepas nie ape plak? Pegi denties pastu dapat panties yg ade tampal2 smarties?

The Soul Searching Series of Her life

Sometime she feels like

1. Extending her tiny hand , just to reach the brilliantly glistering stars. Star,just one is enough for now.but she couldn't. because its too far. out of her reach to be exact. this is how she views her future this very moment. Still vague , undecided and better yet lost. Like srsly.

2. draw a map. slide the tip of her ball point pen on the paper into a straight line. Without any curve being created , she would line it straightforward to the treasure island that was even unheard of by any soul. She'd marked an outline of a big red X and bold it.Bold it so thick until it almost tear off that particular area. There is where she wanna go when she grows up,she told myself. Being alone in an island full of mystical creature that unsuccessfully made their way into any fictional stories.

3. Inadequate. Sometimes she feels like she does not belong from where shes happily accepted. She feels like walking away , far away from the brightly blaring illuminated camp fire that was surrounded by the group of disturbingly happy people. She just wanted to be singular. Trap in the comfort of her own room. Being isolated far away from these people.

4. She lies. She lies way too much. Even without realizing it and shes not talking about verbal lying or whatsoever act of cheating but more like spiritually deceiving kinda way. People often view her as the girl who have this kind of impenetrable shield of confidence.The shield that can only be broken only by using the tip of white swirling counterclockwise horn of a virgin unicorn which when the first ray of sunshine darted at the earth first thing in the morning , it would seem as if the creature was covered by thousands of silvery needles , which would pretty much giving an impression pure , sanctity , sacred and everything in between.

What most people should know is , it wasnt really a tough shield that was wrapped all around her all this while. It was just a thin skim layer of self-assurance that she diligently maintained and obtained over the years. Little amount of people know that this thin layer is easily thrustable ,that would not only result in a gushing over abundantly flowing blood of insecurities , fear , trepidation , hatred , self-doubt but also a in the midst of self searching series all over again.

5. She wants to see boy grows to become man , and a man grows to become a fool. And that fool would expires in this gloriously self-arrogance of foolishness.Before it even happening, she wants to prevent that. She was confuse , vain and incomplete. She doesnt know where to end her journey , so she just walk in circular movement. Waiting for some soul that is equally like hers. She would want to talk about almost anything with this soul. She would wants this soul to protects her from whatever monster that would make a sudden appearance and emerged from underneath her bed.

6. She thought this has gone way too far as from her initial plan.Stop is what she have to do now.

p/s : once again , thanks for reading this unbearable post of nothingness. Again , this post has nuthing to do with my life. its her life. her,the one who u merely familiar with over the internet.

citation : Her Space Holiday - The Telescope Reading. Inspires me to the deepest core of my heart.

The Doesnt Make Sense

Anak dara ape yg bangun pukul 11.30 on hari raya qurban?

1. the one who is living under her own roof. my house my rule.

2. the one who thought that hari raya qurban is a lot less like thanksgiving.

3. the one who three of her family members *out of five including herself* are out of the country.

4. the one who thought that cotton wont crease so much no matter how crumple it may be. but poor little girl , she thought wrong.

5. the one who had run out of creative juice. she just type here aimlessly , no vision. Maybe her imagination is due to its expiry day.

6. the one who still uncertain of the whole concept of how the universe really works.

7. the one who is craving for something sweet,wet,cold,fried to burnt,juicy in the middle. got any ideas?

8. the one who doesnt know where is this going. like srsly! cigar anyone? no? then u havent been to cuba yet.

9. the one who desperately need this list to get to number 10. but still, she doesnt have anything better to write. her mind is undergoing a major brain blockage. like that time when ur dad wanted to approach ur mom to a higher degree of physical interaction , and she said no because she was all classy and decent and untainted. "Ahh shut the trap woman. dont block me!" . yeah that is pretty much the block i was talking about. doesnt make any sense? yeah i thought so too.

10. yay number 10! finally! so yeah. selamat hari raya. can anyone pass me that tartar sauce? i love mayonaise. Like srsly! i could eat mayonaise with chocolate. yeah the choclate on ur boifren when the night he told u he was studying for his MUET.

p/s : tlggg tlggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Nonchalant Moment

fine, liverpool la paling hebat.

yeah lets paint the town red. nuff said.

i didnt use any caps ,or bold or bigger font or any exclamation mark because

i dont know

because i truly am redho je la.

Anyways,

esok raye,mummy and miya is out of the country, papa is surely gonna work tomorrow,

for him , raya only last 30 minutes,

abg? abg lagi la. totally out of the picture

sape lagi?

hmm?

tape la..raye sensorang dpn pc pun ok. cam tak biase je.

ok bye.

Oh baidewei.

SELAMAT HARI RAYA QURBAN. makan tu igt2 aku weh yg raye sensorang. tq.

p/s : tak tak. mane ade ade depress. ok je nie. seyes.

The Photography Workshop

Do u :

Like photography? *which explains all the self-whoring-dust-gathering albums that u kept under the bed*

Own a camera? *Issit the big bulky one that cost more than ur virginity?*

Wants to be a professional and ur only source for knowledge is just the internet? *we all know internet is not a safe place anymore*

Like chicks in bikni , want to take their pictures but they refuse just because u have limited understanding about photography?

If u are all of the above *or not*, then u might want to consider registering urself in Photography Courses / Workshop by One Exposure Creative Center.

Photography Workshop for Beginners
Venue : Dinarshad Studio
Date : 13th & 14th Dec 2008(2 days)
Time : 9am to 5pm
Fee : RM350 for student / RM500 for others
Speaker : Zainudin Arshad
*light refreshment will be provided*

Why i think u should go. *and why it is worth the fee*

1. Because it is not only good for uself, but also ur future offspring. That is if u want to have one, but if ur not, the world wud be a better place without a miniture u.

2. The token to brag. What could be more self-feeding-ego than this? Extra knowledge is a 3rd balls for man.

3.CONTACTS! We all know that the more contacts u have the more likely u will suceed in this field. But its not my loss if u decided that Yellow Pages is more reliable in gathering ur contacts.

4. To get chicks in bikini to pose for u in the future. By then u will thank me for letting u know about this. The more experience u get , the superior u will be.

5. And lastly - U just have to go. Get motivated. Feel inspired.

More info here

p/s : i have done my deed. can i have my ice-cream now?

The Raging Inner Thoughts

WOI DM!

KO NAK APE SIAL DARI AKU NIE SEBENARNYE!

U SQUEEZE ME DRY UNTIL I DONT HAVE ANY JUICE LEFT!

THANK U VERY MUCH!

THANKS TO YOUR HIGH EXPECTATION NOW I HAVE ONE WHOLE COLONY OF PIMPLES ON BOTH OF MY CHEEKS.

NOT TO MENTION AN EYE LUGGAGE TO COMPLIMENT THE ALMOST DRIED UP EYES.

I would like to shower my over flowing gratitude to:

1. Apis - my knight in shining lubang hidung. thanks for the mapping.

2. Bk - my night light. thanks for temaning me the whole night. minus the teka-teki. plus the expected dialouge

3. Classmates - Anep , Nunut, Hanim, Ezul, Kak Ju and few others for sharing their work with me.

4. Myself - to be able to sustain this early stage.

p/s : ESOK PRESENTATION LA SIAL! AKU NAK MEREPEK APE? ARGHHHH JUAL BELON LAGI BAGOS!

The Last Minute Survey (Closed)

UPDATE : Ive already closed the survey. Thanks for whoever participated in this survey. The feedback was overwhelming. I didnt expected it would be beyond my targeted amount of sampling. thank u again.

.....................................................

This is an emergency. I really2 need ur help. Be a darling and please answer this survey for my final year project research. This whole research thingy is killing me softly. Please delay my death by participating in this survey. Thank U very much. Ur kindheartedness will be awarded with good karma, without u realizing it. Like srsly.

Karma is real, as real as the mountains and the clouds. God made mountains and clouds and everything in between. So karma is ruled by God. Do u want to mess with The God?

If not , just answer this survey! <-- click here for the survey

THANK YOU in advance

p/s : u will be awarded with a good offspring in the future. trust me, karma is no laughing matter.

The Potential World War 3

Kalau Chelsea kalah aku akan

1. cranky utk satu minggu this coming week. so boys , think twice before u even try to provoke me.

2. makan makanan organik yg hanya ditanam oleh perempuan myanmmar tua yg sudah menopos.

3. minum air yg kaler itam je. so-called act of mourning.

4. buat PSA utk org2 yg kurang aware pasal tali pinggang keledar penumpang di belakang

5. amek course hospitality and tourism supaya bile aku grad aku bole pegi keje kat hotel yg dekat2 ngan stamford bridge. so aku bole jumpe petr cech. pastu die akan sedar yg die da jumpe soulmate die. die ceraikan bini dan kawen ngan aku. mase tu baru minda melayu akan terbuka yg course hnt nie ade byk pros dari cons.

6. bile aku da kawen ngan petr cech mesti die bawak aku g jumpe artist2. lepas tu kiterang mungkin akan pergi kat opening movie mane2 kat hollywood. mase tu justin timberlake terpandang aku lantas hatinya gugur dan terus confess kat red carpet. melutut. aku pun mesti cam "ohh please dont do this. m a married woman." pastu cech cam "its ok darling. i support open relationship" pastu j.t pun cam terus peluk dan cium dahi aku. tetibe tok kadi datang naik helicopter. pastu kami nikah di red carpet itu sambil dibanjiri paparazi yg byk.

7. Lepas aku da jadi pemes cam oprah , mungkin aku akan run for congress kat states. lepas obama tak dapat tunaikan janji die kepada rakyat jelata , mungkin minda rakyat america akan terbuka untuk menerima asian sebagai presiden. masa itu , aku tidak akan pakai eyeliner elianto lagi utk bagi efek pembesaran mata. power to the people!

8. lepas tu aku balik mesia. bagi duit kat government. suruh deorang buat disneyland. baru ramai tourist datang mesia. lepas tu kat tengah2 disneyland tu , sebelah waterfountain berbentuk karipap , akan dibina monumen berbentuk aku. Monumen itu akan diperbuat daripada 98% emas tulen. Betul2 di bawah monumen itu akan ada plate emas yg diemboss kan dengan tulisan The Neverending Awesomeness : Diena Wong.

9. Selepas mesia da maju ade disneyland bagai, mesti akan ada ramai kuasa2 besar dunia yg akan berhasat dengki dan tamak haloba. Mungkin akan ade percubaan utk menakluk negara kita. Masa itu, aku (by this time aku da jadi perdana menteri mesia) akan kumpulkan gamers2 yg tersohor utk memplankan strategi utk berperang. Anep ,apis, bk , chaq , to name a few. Hardcore gamers mungkin tidak sebab mereka selalu emo dan tak kuar umah. Mungkin aku akan memintak tlg south korea sebab meraka lagi hebat. Kalau tidak pun aku akan mintak tlg warga2 kopitiam.lowyat.net or 4chan.org

10. pastu, bile aku bangun pagi2 dan sedar ini hanyalah angan2 kosong.

So chelsea , utk mengelakkan dari terjadinya potential world war 3, baik korang menang. or else...dont say i didnt warned u earlier coz i did. so yeah.

UPDATE : ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH CHELSEA KALAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! demnit!

so aku start ngan cranky utk satu minggu dulu k? we'll see where it goes from there.

p/s : tade mende nye psss psss nieee..ko tgk apeeee...am i ritee?

The Mindless Weekend

Good morning stalkers , stumble uponers and whoever thought that the law of gravity doesn't applied on them.

Its already sunday.

I dont get it, why do they call it sunday?

Issit because the birth of the sun?

or maybe perhaps the day itself is so sunny hence the sunday? what if it was raining? would it be called rainday instead of sunday?

does sunday brings the same meaning as sundae? if sunday was a food, wud it be as sweet and fattening as sundae?

Issit possible for sunday to be an english variation of sundal? i dont know, i phailed kemahiran hidup in high school.

None-the-less , i haite SUNDAY!

why one might ask?

because i always feel that sunday only last 10 hours! and before u know it , it is already MONDAY! which i guess stands for Monster Day , therefore the MON? i dont know , i havent had my breakfast yet. my brain work on illegal immigrant chinese workers.

seriously! m fcking bored! m out of my mind! pfffttt!! this is even worst than staying in a prison solitary while playing solitaire in solitude of the isolation.

I have assignments to do. but as usual , i wont do it until it is due 10 minutes before. so yeah, i still got a couple of hours. so chillex~

p/s : pet society is so in yawww!! m so hooked yaw!!

yet another useless p/s that u dont have to read but u read it anyway because u tot it would be somekind of national secret but little that u know that this is nuthing other than a useless p/s : ARGHHHHH BOSAN LA SIALLL!!! take me awayyy.. plis plis plis!

The Recycle Boy

Aku ade kawan , name die Ahmad Hafiz. Die nie sangat fashionable. Like totally. Dengan rambut belah tengah yg sangat mengoda dan mengawan that always scream "sejarah mungkin berulangggg, walau engkau ku maafkannn oh kekasihhhh" *rambut belah tengah , tomok , new boyz, geddit?*

Apis nie sangat baik dan generous kepada alam sekitar. Die jenis yg cam back to nature nye org. Tak caye? Tgk la gambar nie

sape je yg kat dunia nie pakai baju made entirely by plastic sampah kaler itam? sape je? APIS SORANG JE WEH! Like srsly.

Oh..tapi rupe2nye itu jacket Adidas yg die beli. Die kate jeket tu mahal ye lah adidas kan, tapi aku rase die kene tipu. Mungkin jacket nie bole double as rain coat.

RALAT : Mengawan suppose to be menawan. Not mengawan. Mengawas is mating. Yeah , the thing that animal do when they are horny. Just like both of ur parents always do behind the close door.

RALAT 2 : Mengawas bukan mating . Mengawas itu menjaga. sorry ralat byk sangat. aku mmg takde future jadi journalist. sekian terime kasih.

p/s : to apis , the one who always embraces himself with ciggarates - Tingok tingok , mane ade Ralat 3. hahahha. kalau ko nak surat khabar lame byk weh umah aku. siap ade surat kabar cina lagi bapak aku punye. HAHHAHA

The Unexpected Melody

Aku baru sedar yg kat winamp aku ade lagu

Patriotik - Jalur Gemilang
Patriotik - Keranamu Malaysia

How loser can a person be? Dont get me wrong , i do love my country but this is too much!

How do this song endup in my playlist?

buruh nelayan dan juga petani
gaya hidup kini da berubah
anak2 terasuh mindanya
lahir genarasi bijak pandai

tgk tgk..DA STUCK!!!!

esok jgn tanye kenape aku g skolah pakai baju bendera. aku da kene brainwashed weh!!!

HIDUP MESIA!!!

AKU BANGGA JADI ANAK MESIA!

haih!

p/s : hang it there diena.

The Black Lady

So we , idayu and i were lepaking and sembanging in the car at the carpark of my aparment. After the ultimately delicious choclate indulgence has been savagely chowed down by yours truly , which is me , and me wanted to smoke so badly. So we decided to chill at the pool side. I took my ciggarate box out from my small green sling bag. Pulled off one ciggy and put it in between my lips. Unfortunely , my lighter (only now isnt mine anymore because i already threw it down the drain) was out of gas.

Tibe-tibe,

I saw this one big black lady, i mean black like black! She could easily be invisible at night. And she was hugee! like a little bit smaller than ur mom. Her left breast alone could feed the entire starving children in Bosnia .Like srsly.

She walked towards us and said

BL : Hey baby! ( bile mase aku jadi anak ko? aku putih je)
dw : yeah?
BL : can i have one ciggarate?
dw : do u have a lighter?
BL : yeah , but the lighter is upstairs *sambil amek lighter kat tangan aku and try nak lightkan*
dw : it doenst work anymore
BL : u just have to shake it upside down u know, the gas is still there , they are floating bla bla bla bla *aku tak paham, lidah die pekat sangat*
dw : nvm. its ok..here take this ciggarate
BL : i want to buy ciggarate but all the shop are close
dw : but 7-e is just down there. u can just walk
BL : its far away! *sungguh2 ko tanak jugak pegi kedai! tegas!*
dw : not that far really.
BL : ill pass. anyway , can i have another ciggarate for my sister
dw : mm.. sure ?

Kiwak gile kene rokok kene pow ngan ngan pompuan itam. asal ko tak mintak utk pak lang,pak ndak or satu kampung ko skali? Da la aku baru beli plak tu rokok tu. Da die mintak utk die, die mintak plak utk adik die. igt aku nie welfare ke? Kalau aku tak bagi kang kene pukul. Aku nie da la kecik cam kerusi , kalau kene pukul tak mati aku?

aku redho je la. tape , rokok bole cari.

The little Known Facts

Something less people know about me.

1. I am the messiest person i know when it comes to brushing up teeth. Imagine org kene sawan kuar buih putih2 kat mulut. that is exactly i look like , minus the rolling eyes and the seizure.

2. I eat kerepek with roti. Some people find this weird. I dont. Do u?

3. I am the ultimate supreme super procrastinator. Like srsly! if the assignment were to due on Monday 11 pm , U can still see me happily watching completed downloaded tv series on Sunday night. I have to train myself to work under pressure. I eat bread and sambal ikan bilis this morning.

4.I love the smell of the grass after the rain.It smells so fresh , so pure. Just like me. Like srsly.

will be updated soon with more gruesome details coz right now m off to school.

p/s : arghh 2 weeks! lame la weh!
s/p : arghh 3 weeks! lame nyeeee!

The Sudden Departured (UPDATED)

I woke up this morning with 2 shocking sms.

Mamad : iQ meninggal dunia semlm pukul 330. xcident

shahan : diena..awak kenal iQ kan. mat rap yg kecik2 tu. dia miningal accident semlm. accident yg kite lalu semlm .

Al - fatihah. May u rest in peace bro.

p/s : will be updated after i come back from the funeral.

UPDATED : Just came back from KL. Really, i have no mood to write watsoever. His smiling face kept on playing in my mind on my way back to Puchong. Somehow , a series of flashback came into the picture. Everything feel surreal. He is just 24. 2 year older than me and already, hes gone.

This make me realize that we, human being are not invincible. We are made from flesh,bones and blood. We are fragile , easy to break. No matter how overcautious we are in handling our daily life , we still cant escape the fate that already been written upon us.

Firdhaus Othman was his birthname but he prefered to be called iQ as his streetname. He was the nicest and sweetest guy i know. I used to be like really closed to him. We used to hang out and chilled and lepaked. Somehow we drifted apart because of our busy schedule but there were still occasional calls and txts in between our void.

Mamad and I went to his aunt's house at AU5 , his body still there. Laying motionless , covered in cloth. My heart sank. My friend , my dearest friend already gone. After reciting yaasin , they brought his body to the Mosque beside the house. I went inside the mosque , bace yaasin skali lagi for him and semayang asar with the rest of makciks2. After Asar kiterang semayang jenazah plak. And then all of us went to tanah perkuburan AU4 . It was drizzled at first , so they quickly put his body inside the liang lahad.

Again , my heart sank.Although we grew apart and didnt hangout that much anymore , but memories is still memories. fond memories.

Dari tanah kita datang , dan dari tanah juga kita kembali.
Dari tanah kita mendapat makanan , dan tanah juga akhirnya yang memakan kita. - Ustaz yg bace2 tadi kat tanah perkuburan.

The Brother and his hidden agenda.

Mabuhai dearest readers,

at this very point of time, i am blogging in my well-built black toilet. Why some may ask, this is because i can only smoke in my bathroom. My bonda would kill me if my room is congested with ciggarets buds and smokes.

i have nuthing to blog about actually.

but , here i am , in the toilet , with my only brother , the one who always get high on the greens. In fact , at this very moment , he is puffing away the smoke he just inhaled before that.

that is not my point,

My point is,

while he was serving himself , he - the only sole son of my mother , was busy babbling about , get this

his sex experiences, which i find kindda diskasting. He told me about the time that he banged this chick with his other friend. yeah threesomed.I didnt even know what expression to display. So i just go eeeeyukhhh yek yek.

its ok , not to worry , i'd keep the revolting details to myself. see how thoughtful i am. i should be awarded with a big shiny medal.

Hes gone now. I could hear his car went off from the porch.

Tonight , he said , that he gonna go out with the same girl. Minus his thresome buddy. So i guess tonite is going to get somehow rather passionate. I dont know . I failed bio and chemistry in high school.

Before he stepped out from the toilet , all i could give him was

"Dont forget the rubber brother"

p/s : nevertheless , he is the bestest bro anyone could ever wish for. like srsly. the bestest of the bestest of the bestest

The CopyKat Repellent

Hello dearest readers , stalkers and potential impostors,

I have been blogging since i was still in high school.I still remembered using the old-time classic notepad editor and publish it using Geocities under i-dont-remember-what hosting. It has been on and off over the years. There are time i feel so inspired to write until i'd be lost in my own swirling duo-tone color world and there are also time when i feel that writing is just like a small under-develop unknown country. useless and tak mendatangkan faedah. but most of the time , i am just plain layzeh beybeh.

So heres the thing,

Ever since ive been blogging , there are few bloggers who , well lets just say they kindda snatched a few of my phrasesssssesesss here and there. Using it like their own , as if it came out from their brain. Yeah , the big ugly meatless organ inside the center of your skull. Ive also encountered blogger who ripped off the whole entire entry which was just kindda sad and pathetic because u know , people already know that it was mine .

At first i was pissed off ,rebarbatived, infuriated and any other words related to that. But then i realized , i cant do anything about it , i cant let these loser fazed me. I didnt lose anything, in fact they are the one who should be ashamed of plagiarizing and neglecting the usage of their brain space.And moreover i am not the one who lose away my dignity and pride.

So today , after eating two helpless banane , i decided to put my blog under some license. So this way i will somehow feel safe. I know this is not going to secured or guarantee anything but still! its a license! License is law. And no one is above the law. Not even you , yeah the one under ur big brother's crotch. Is that ur hair or wat? It looks so shiny and pointy . Oh wai-. darn it!

See the circle that circulated around the double C? Thats indicates law. And u do not want to mess with the law. License is law.Law is life. Life is great. Great = Awesome. Awesome is diena.Therefore, diena = law. This concludes our lesson for today kids.

peenut butther asses : counting days is excruciating.

Note to self : No matter how tantalizing a fake plastic decoration fruits are (namely,the apples) , they are not meant to be eaten or bitten. They also cannot magically turn into a real fresh fruit overnight.

note to others : my bonda is the greatest mom in the world! better than mother theresa. and definitely better than ur mom!

p/s : i have problem spelling lisence.licsene.license! yes dapat. pandai diena! hee..mesti la pandai..diena kan good girl. kan kan kan? kan ke tak kan?

The So-Called Morning Class and Drive-Thru Tragedy

She stared at her reflection before her eyes. Her mirror was kinda stained and blurish because of the abandonment weekly cleaning up she often forget. Her lightly eyelinered eyes scanned her choice of wardrobe she choose after her 10 minutes morning bath. She decided to wear her pale brown corduroy-like pants and plain black t-shirt. As simple as that, she doesnt need to wear all flashy considering her destination was only MMU.

After a momentarily astonishment of herself, she went to the computer area and sat on her hand-down black chair that her papa gave her few months back. Lazily, she turned her eyes to the bottom right of her screen where the integer that always indicates the current time. 0735. Still early to go out. Her class, as she remembered stated on her schedule was at 0900. So she just lazed there and alternately tabbing between Facebook , other ppl's blog and few websites about dim sum and not to mention about the morning web cam session with someone over the sea. over the seas. over few thousands of dry and wet sands.

The time now is 0810. She hastily put her phone and her red marlboro box inside her locker-like bag, grabbed the bag and hurried to the front door.She then safely locked the rusty door gate ,walked towards the elevator and pressed the down indicator button. TING TONG, the sound of the elevator rang. *sebenarnye tade pun bunyik ting tong. die cam senyap je bile lif da sampai. loser gile lif umah aku nie. bisu.*. The door opened wide and divided into two which slided left and right ,revealing a man inside its body. A full office attire man complete with black briefcase.He seemed like an assiduous worker. A determined kiss asses one that is.

She gandered at this particular man and wondered - is this how m gonna look like less than a year from now? The man caught her eyes, their eyes met in this peculiar kind of way. He threw her a soft forlorn glance. She then realized that this guy has zero attraction on his physical features.Suddenly the elevator cage hit the ground floor and finally broke the none-frisson moment between her and the nonchalant industrial robot guy.She stepped out from the elevator and advancing herself to the designated car park area.

From far she could see her small blue colored kelisa. This car was definitely not a new purchased one coz there were few visible unpolished scratches lines all over the body.Her papa had bought her this particular car 5 years back when she first got her driving license.She got in her almost ruin car and started the ignition , turned on the a/c and lastly the radio. The time now was about 8.30. After about 20 minutes drive, she arrived at Mekdi Sri Kembangan. She turned off the engine and the air conditioner followed lastly by the radio and lastly she pull off her car key from the ignition. Opened wide her door and get out from the car.

She walked slowly to the eating ground outside the Mekdi,find herself a chair and sit,cross legged. She waited expectantly for anep to come in his silver kelisa.10 minutes has passed and still Anep was no where to be seen.She was getting kinda exasperated by his lack of punctuality.She rummaged inside her bag for her partially functioned and almost decayed phone. She flipped her phone and dialed Anep's phone number.

dw : anepp mane ko nie? aku da tunggu lame da nie tau tak.
anep : diena, class pukul 11 kan ari nie. Ko lupe ke? ari tu ko yg beria2 dok yey yey bile lecturer cakap camtu.
dw : KIWAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!
nie sape nak jawab nie aku datang awal? ughhhhhhhhhhh!!! FUK FUK FUK!!! *and several variation of mild vulgar words*
anep : hahaha..good nite diena. aku nak tido.
dw : i hope u rot in hell bitch*cakap dalam hati*

p/s : aku rase sem nie mesti aku dapat dean list dan kepujian sebab datang class awal.

After the very upsetting moment of truth, she called few of her friends who reside around the area but to her disappointment, all her friends were either sleeping , didnt pickup the phone or got morning class.She was on the way to cyber and suddenly she remembered her brother bitch from another mother, Adi Nazreen.She quickly called him.He was awake *YAY!*(or forced to be awake ) and doesnt have any class. "Ok adi, aku datang umah ko nie tau" She said before cutting her brief conversation with Adi. She steered her car back to Sri Kembangan and straight to Mekdi because her stomach was already complaining sullenly.She directly went to the drive-thru space and stop at the first counter.

Kakak Mekdi yg sore annoying : Adik..sile order kat peti suara depan tu eh.
Dw : ...

DEMNIT! buat malu aku jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! bile mase mekdi ade peti suara la sialll???????!!!!! nampak sangat aku nie cam org kampung yg baru lari rumah datang kl pastu nak berlagak bandar! fak gile!

tapi

nampak jugak cam aku nie healthy org nye. tak makan fast food. oppose against the industrial wastage of fast food and the greater good. hahahhaah!

p/s : I'd like to congratulate u for suffering ur mind and eyes reading this very entry. seriously. No brain cells were harm during the composition of this true story. except for few naturally fallen hairs.

Weird dream for weird people. not me. ur mother. yes. ur birth mother. i cry almond every morning thinking of that.

YES AKU BERJAYA BANGUN PAGI TANPA RASA KRENKI!

sebab die : semlm tido awal! yes yes. miracle yaribaa yaribaa!

i have done my deed to the nation , now i can vandalize public property without feeling guilty anymore.

oh semlm, before my morning call, i had a dream. the dreamt was kindda random, i couldnt exactly remember what was it about but somehow it involved me and inai and a group of under-influenced party people dancing in circle to the commotion outside the building? wadeheyl? my dream is getting weirder each day.

tapi pakai inai? YES AKU DA NAK KAWEN!!!

tape, mak aku mmg tau aku gatal , mengenyam , garik. sume aku. yes yes yes!!!

oh ok. i have to go now. the traffic to cyberjaya is crazy i tell u. not as crazy as kl but still everyday my breakfast is the harmful smoke coming out from these vehicles. bye

p/s : thank u syg!

i dun care even she is clumsy @ blurhead @ whatever

Assalamualaikum dan salam sejahtera.

actually aku kene paksa jadi tetamu undangan blog ni.guess who am i? diena's sis? diena's mum?no no..end of dis entry baru aku bagi tau sape aku.dari kol 7ptg td till now diena melepakkan diri kat umah aku.kitorg buat cupcakes yg sedap.seriously...mmg sedap.even decoration nye x la lawa mane, tapi bak kate orang dunt judge a book by its cover.same goes to this cutie cuppy.sedap tapi a bit horrible.haha..dengan d tambah ke'clumsy'an diena,abis berterabur segala barang.pastu die wat muke kesian..ckp, "soooryyyy.....x sengaje...".takpe2..aku dah tau awal2 lg..die mmg clumsy.hahahahahaha...

biar ah die blurhead ke...clumsy ke..apadahal..she's a gud fren anyway.aih kembang la die jap lagi ni.skang dah almost 12.so nanti suh la si diena ni upload pic cupcakes.bye ppl..have a great sunday ;)



yang menjalankan tugas,
ayu

Pronounciation impaired & few other slight remarks about the black people that can only be seen with xray vision.no,not u Obama coz u rocks big time!

Do u guys remember this one kids tv show that was once called ALONG? yeah the annoying big retarded lion with red overall and distrubing smile? the one that the theme song goes like A.L.O.NG ALONGG! no? doesnt ring any bell? maybe u werent born yet or maybe u were busy scraping off the remaining of dried feces from your almost expired grandpapa's back side. Anyways , like any other easily brainwashed kids, i loved to watch this show because choice was limited back then. The show was divided into few different segments like maths,history , english and so on.It was somehow educational and hmm entertaining? i suppose.

So this happened around last week where 4 of us , belang , fifie, piah and me were lepaking at ali corner sec 20 shah alam. As usual , we will always like talking rubbish and convulsioning as if we are suffering from an uncureable mad cow disease. Random topics always comes out of nowhere.Suddenly, this ALONG topic came out. i couldnt really remember how the conversation was like but it sound something like this

Fifie : ko igt tak dulu ade cite along nie.
Bels : ye ah tu..bla blah blah blah
Piah : haaa..tu la..cite tu cam blah blah blah blah
Diena : ye ah tuu..dulu aku cam annoying gile tgk SITI SIFLIS tu
them : WHAUHHUWHAHUHUWHUAUHHUWUHAHUHUWHUAHUHUWUHAUH SITI SIFIR LA BODOOOO!! siflis tu cam penyakit kelamin kot!
Diena : woi woi aku tgh makan la wehhhh..harus la tersasul disitu *kaverline cemerlang*
them : dah la diena

This is the result of when ur mouth thinks faster than ur brain. Igt senang ke cam nak sync kan mulut ngan otak. This is a very difficult skill that can only be achieved if u were once suffer from childhood discontentment. and m still learning it. so hush~

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moving on to totaly unrelated topics.

We , me and one of my favourite bitch , anep , went to terminal for lunch. There were like flock of crows hovering all around the parking lot and anep said

Anep : kan best kalau gagak nie jinak. bole bela
Dw : eeeeeeeeeeeee..diskastinggg..da la burukkkk..itam plak tuuu..
Anep : itam ah cool. tgk Obama. cool kan
Dw : ....
Anep : hehehehhe
Dw : anep tu ade parking tu cepat kang ade org amek. *malas nak layan kang cakap aku racist plak *

p/s : malasnye nak bergerakkk. OMG!!! loser cam broken razor betul la ko nie diena.

peee in the ass : ouch, jgn la tolak, tgk kite da jatuh da pasal awak. no, not u. him! yes, the one who make my life isnt worth watching tv series anymore. hahahah.deng madafada.

Yet another filler.

OK DIENA DA TENANG!

sikit.

sikit je.

tapi tenang ah jugak.

and oh, i just realized that i cant stop writing. so fear not my dearest stalker for i will continue on writing.

NOT!

hahahahha

ok. da nak sambung buat slide bodo nie. esok kalau aku aku terencat jgn tanye kenape.

p/s : to ayu. tade pape. loser! hahhahah

Mak ko jual belon. mak ko jual stamp. mak ko jual diri. gi mampos sama dunia!

SUMPAH AKU STRESSSEDD!!!

i know i shudnt be stressing out right now but I AM I AM I AM! believe me even yoga or soothing music or chocolate or even sex cant calm me down right now.

this whole hormone imbalanced is eating me out bit by bit.

i get annoyed really quickly these past few days.

even the sound of people munching their food can trigger me up easily. WHY CANT U JUST MUNCH UR FOOD QUIETLY! sheeshhh!!!

seriously, if hormone was a person , preferably a girl, i would cut her tits and deep fried the damn thing until it completely burn black and finally turn into ashes. stop messing with my system u bitch!!!!!!

last nite, i cried when everything i did came to no avail. call me emo, call me baby , call me hopeless sappy girl but i HAD TO GET IT OUT FROM MY SYSTEM!!! this is the only way i know to release my stress. so dont judge.

hahaha poyo kopopo je nangis amek gambar. ah biar ah. baru dramatic sket. tak gossip girl la cani. xoxo

but even after i drenched myself with my tears, nuthing seemed to had changed. i am still stress to the very last drop of my blood. ughhhhhhhhhhh!!!

SUSAH NYE NAK TULIS PROPOSAL NIE LET ALONE NAK PK IDEA NAK BUAT FYP! CIBAI CAM CABAI KAT SUNGAI GABAI AH!!!

i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts
i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts
i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts
i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts
i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts i cant write facts

everytime i want to write something serious on my report it will terribly end up like what i always write on my blog which is NONSENSE!!

oh, lupe. aku kan nak benti tulis blog. why the hell am i doing here? i shud return to my proposal which is by now still a blank sheet of pure whiteness. oh tak, tak kosong sebab aku da tulis

name : nor dayana bte mohd zaini wong
id : 1041106081

tu je la yg aku da tulis. cool kan? rase2 esok kalau aku present kat Mr. Rozi cani die marah tak?