Tumblr-ing using Blogger, again.

(viaSynamingirl)
Stress, go away.
Hypertension, go away.
I want to breath calmly, pretty please.

(viaMeta-morphosis)
Caller: F*ck you! Stop being depressed, you slut! It stresses me out for seeing you like this.
Nony: PFFT! F*CK YOU BACK! WHY DO YOU CARE??!! UGH.

True said HXD, picture did explains how you feel, perfectly. I'm very busy lately, and, well, I don't want to say the D word. How I wish I can scream out loud like her (above). Ooh, somehow, the picture looked like polaroid picture. As in, polaroid film, not the picture quality.

XOXO

Literally.

Pening kepala

Nak muntah

Tension

Mengeluh

WHY?

cuti terlalu lama

abruptly going to adapt the stress, then discipline-ing my stubborn self

too much-nyy (much+many) of laziness


Lastly, *Hurraah, to me! =..=""
XOXO

MINAH KEREPEK STRIKES AGAIN.

Minah Kerepek being all emo.

"As she scrolled down the page, suddenly, without she realizing it, she found that, her eyes full with tears. Then, she quickly controlled her poor emotions, from letting the pity little-diamond tears from rolling down her cheeks. Darling, believe me, she doesn't know what she desires actually. Emotions conquered her soul"

"What's the point of screaming? No one will listen anyway"

"She's broken and she's barely functioning"

"She done it to herself, and that's why she is really hurt"

"If she hold back her feelings because she's afraid of getting hurt, she'll end up hurting anyway"

iT'S ALL QUOTED.

xoxo

Imagine and Vomit.

Now, 3.00 am.

Tomorrow, bus to Shah Alam at 12.30 pm.

I haven't pack my stuff.

I have to wake up early in the morning.

Then, have to travel, like 4-5 hours.

I have motion sickness.

I have to buy Roller Coaster and Pokka.

I have to be independent, again.

Oh, I'm being all alone, again.

Of course, I'll be enjoying 'em. (Duhh?)

Felt like I wanna barf.

XOXO

Humans, oh humans.

I guessed normal people like me, always forgot to be grateful on everything had happened, which a.k.a fate. I honestly just realized that I need to be reminded a lot of times about this thing.

Well, lately, I always thought that I am a loser, because I am somehow thought that I am stucked, or lost in the middle of awesome friends. Especially my both best friends, Adam and Huda Che Senu. Recently, they did some competition on writing their own review about Adele, the famous and amazing English songwriter and singer. They challenged between themselves, and they kept updating me about both progression. I am not annoyed, yet I supported both of them. After I read both of their review, they did so great, I mean, I know Huda's would be great, but never knew Adam can write soooooo great as Huda did as well. No, I am not underestimating you, Adam. I was surprised.

Oh, now I remembered the old, school days, when we received our English exam paper, Adam's score was like 52/60 and mine, like 34/60. And, we both so close, yet our score was wayyy different. Bagaikan langit dan bumi! Then, I became like a crazy bitch, throwing my things everywhere, (but still respect the practical teacher in the class) then I cried hard, as in, I cannot accept the fact that I sucked. Immature behaviour eh?

So, basically, I'm saying that I'm not good in writing and analyzing something literary. But, they (Adam and Huda) can do it just perfect, in my eyes. Well, do you smell the scent of jealousy? Yes, it comes from me. And it made me mad for not trying to learn something literary. (Stupid huh, blaming myself for these kinda thing?) It's not that I don't want, but I don't know how. I'm not creative enough to peel the phrases, one by one, and come out with something wow. Thus, I sighed a lot of times.

But, when I came back to my senses, I forgot to be grateful for other amenities that Allah had gave me. And I also, forgot that every single thing that happened, there's meaning (hikmah) behind it. Maybe I can't peel off Adele's full-literature-lyrics because I am actually Adele's long lost sister? (Haha!)

Oh, darling! I really don't want to stuff my mind for this. But, I just can't help it. It just kept coming and coming and make my life miserable. 

So, lesson to learn;

#1 Do not letting people down, it's very mean.

#2 Do not make other people embarassed.

#3 Always, be grateful for strength that you owned.

#4 Do not sigh. They said, sighing is the same as you deny Allah's predestination.

#5 Appreciate yourself.

#6 They are them, you are you, me is myself. 

XOXO

Blogging, but using 'em like Tumblr.

PFFT rules! (via davidcrocker44)

Aaaahhh, how I wish I can draw like this! (via Sam Vanallemeersch)

Haha. What the hell am I doing eh? I don't think I'll own a oh-my-god-that-tumblr-is-so-coolio kind of Tumblr.
XOXO

FAMILY!

Mom and Dad!

Siblings with Memmo:)

Ohh, look me jumping! (I mean, look at the skirt! Flowing so dramatically.)

Hey, HEY orange! Why are you soo round? LOL.

Obliviously, me camWHORE.

Dadddy's kae-rey-ow-keyy:DD

The very left is my rawkstar cousin!

Oh, honey! Aren't we so cute?

Practically, as you can see, we're cawhoring. Same place, different pose. This one, umm, yeah, sexyback?

**STAR** jumpingg!

Aye, aye, Captain Hook! (We're camwhoring because, we're bored, duhh, listening to old people singing old songs, sitting goyang kaki listening old people conversation)

Me and Mana (Farhana). Pfft, this picture supposed to be at the top. But, naah, I guessed, no one will reached the bottom, thoughXD

It's not a wedding invitation, it's a Majlis Cukur Jambul. Yeah, uhuh, besar-besaran isn't it? They got Karaoke set, some more. Hehe.

XOXO