Spoonstar in the making

It was almost 6pm. (gambar salah..hehe)We were on our way back to my place. There were few moments of silence along the ‘journey’.. I smiled to myself few times when we didn’t say anything at all and just listened to the music. I knew he was thinking of what to say.. Sometimes I purposely keep quiet just to tease him without him knowing it.. And his famous lines would either be "What’s up baby or namahal nuan diau? *translation = why r u quiet baby?*" (sorry baby..hehe) We went to tingNting first to get some stuffs..

Almost home..

Finally we reached my house. That IS the hardest moment of all.. The goodbye moment.. I really hate to say goodbye as I got out of his car.. I know.. We still meet each other the next day.. It’s just that I don’t want the day to end that way.. Sigh.. In fact,I dont want any moment with him to end.. Call me selfish, call me spoilt. I don’t care..

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The Great Kitchen

Ok, the lemon chicken rice he ordered didn’t really taste quite good (that’s what he said) However, my black pepper beef was ok. Or maybe because I was really hungry.. (hrrmm..) While waiting for our food, I pulled both his hands and placed them around my waist. He responded by hugging me tighter.. Gosh.. I love it when he hugs me.. Feels like nothing can ever happen to me.. Feels safe and warm whenever I’m with him.. It was a short sweet moment.. TETAPI, the food interrupted us. Hahaha.. The waiter placed the meal accordingly and I kind of complained in my heart, "darn..sikpat lamak gik kah makanan ya?" hehehe..

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Here I am at home in front of the pc typing away what’s on my mind. I miss my Bryan.. I miss him..

Tell me, what caused me to fall for you? Is it the way you smile or the way you laugh? Could it be the way you make me feel like a little child once again? Or the way you send me text messages when I least expected them to appear on my phone? Perhaps it’s the way you look at me with that puppy eyes.. Or the way you make me want to hold your hand.. Or that scent of yours that lingers 24/7 around me. It can also be the way you kiss my hands gently like a royal prince kissing his princess.. Gosh.. I need to know what caused me to fall.. Hrrmm..

She offered me the cigarette.. Nah.. I’m not touching those anymore.. Enough pollution in me.. and enough is enough.. Haha.. I can’t believe I’ve managed to quit puffing. I was the queen of nicotine.. Hahaha.. My old friends were shocked to learn that I don’t puff anymore.. Ok.. why am I talking about cigarette tonight? hahaha.. It’s long forgotten.. Time to wave Dunhill goodbye.. It’s no longer cool to smoke.. Why? coz i can’t seem to stop coughing.. fcuk..

So kids.. Don’t smoke coz its bad for your health.. Plus,it’s not cool.. Trust me.. It’s not..hahahahahaha….. Maybe it used to look cool on me,but not on you..hahaha…Ok,just kidding.. My point is,don’t try to be something you’re not.. if you’re a good person, do it the good way.. don’t be a wannabe.. It’s pathetic.. If you’re a bad person,then change for the better.. haha.. I mean,kanak2x ibarat kain putih right..No one was born a murderer or a serial psycho killer.. So bitches, dont try to be something you’re not..It’s starting to annoy me coz I’m bored and I’ll do anything to fill my free time including bitching about you virtually.. See,this is just a contoh of me TRYING to berubah jadi org yg baik…hahahahahaha… Go to hell.

cheers slugs!

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6.59pm 6/6/2006

Yay! Class has finally started. I can’t believe I’m excited about it. Of course I am.. A reunion with my biatchylicious babes after 3 weeks of semester break. Beautiful! I promise myself to work harder for this semester.. I promise..

She sat at the corner of the room and hugged her knees real tight while her body rocked back and forth. Voices inside her head kept saying, "Take the blade Violet, take it and do it… " The voices sang like a gothic melody in her head. She shut her eyes and opened them again only to shut them once again. She was in a terrible condition and no one was there to chase the nightmare away. Endless tears she shed throughout the night. Sob.. Sob.. Sob..

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I’m in the mood for blogging it’s just that I don’t know what to blog about. hrrmm… It’s 4th June and the time now is exactly 12 in the afternoon.. I’m bored to the max. I own an insatiable desire for life.. Darn.. I’ll just stop here lah.

I’m off now. Will be back with an actual blog.. haha.. chiao!