Tuesday, November 06, 2007
i wish i could,
"throw it away. forget yesterday. we'll make the great escape."
Escape! I want to disappear!!
i'm in ilaw now
 [yes sham, hang on to that door for dear life ;)] i'm chatting with Syirah.
[nsuaidah] they are meant to remain in the silence of the shadows says: ehhs aku stress nk mampoz!
Insyirah and i can't deny your eyes says: and...?
[nsuaidah] they are meant to remain in the silence of the shadows says: stress nk bunuh diri.
 [i'm making a contradictory statement. the feelings doesn't match the shirt] *saves draft. went for lunch* :::::::::::::
 [and what's so damn interesting?]
and now people, i'm at home. =)
yeah well, the stress-ness is so far at a manageable level. and many many thanks to shamini and dian for the hug. to Berwin for the comforting words and that kindness you shower on me ;)
 [when we have no other stuffs to do] anyway, i felt as though i've just wonderfully wasted my 3 hours of LSM tutorials. honestly, half of the class was unresponsive, half-dead, pretending to be looking through the provisions and better still doing other stuffs.
like me. "aidah! stop youtube-ing lah." shamini was weird. at random, she played funny videos. and i can't help but watch. and therefore, at random, the pair of us would start to laugh.
 [when i'm the only who knows how to pose..]
 [and dian rocks to hard] ::::::::::::: In 69.
 [after tort law. kita sempat aje] as me and sham innocently look around at the passengers, these two people who were standing right INFRONT of us started to kiss. and, i averted my gaze.
a few minutes later i looked at them. and.. "oh my God! fucking hell! did i just witness two girls kissing?!" of course, this was an internal monologue.
and then! something else caught my eyes. this fat lady, who i fanthom should be in mid 50 sat opposite sham. and as i stared at her up and down, i thought "goodness. is she in the correct state of mind?"
picture this, she's fat. she wore a tight top with a plunging neckline. her stomach was practically spilling out of her shirt! and there were birthlines on it. [you know the sort of lines you have once you gave birth. ohh whatever.] and then her skirt, it was fashioned to split in the middle. and and and, if it had split any higher, she would have paraded her undies to the whole wide world. it was that bad and hilarious that i turned to sham; "i'm very very tempted to take a picture of her! and i want to post it at my blog despite it being defamatory."
once we alighted from 69, we burst out laughing. and of course the hot topic, the lesbian! "ohmygod did you see them?!" "at first i thought it was a guy until..." "it was the mouth right? not the cheeks?"
enough stories. :::::::::::::::
 [we adore reflections =)]
 [we realised we're contradicting each other after the picture was taken]
 ["Love your life"]
 [and this is outside general office.]

i have succeded in wasting Dian's memory space and polluting her phone with my pictures.
i made a move at 12:54 PM
|
|
|