Monday, January 18, 2010

Mari bergelak...

yehaa...
new days..
homesick?da kurang...tired of being homey..
last nite?
had a phone call with my granny..and guess what..my dad...
xpnah stop buat phone call..
mcm kat rumah..bulan 3 ni aku balik...
hehe..mcm bangang..any other case?
nope..im cool...
blogging...mmg minat..menulis?
one of my part time jobs...
whatever la....
haha...tulis2...
boring..
flash kuning..haha.....laugh out loud..as if i care..
weh..tired of being bloody stupid la...
anyway..im eighteen and im totally cool with it..
what eva...as if i care..lalalaa....
smile.laugh.smile..laugh....
as if i dont have my own parents..woi..listen here...i have my mom..and i have my dad...so..jgn berani...cakap papa pasal aku....aku sepak karang.....urgh..

emo2....gangster la ni....haha....
again..talk to the hand...
bla2...penat la.....
sampai x cukup tidoq..kept thnking..mcm bodo..
weh2..ilex2.
jangan mare......
anyway.............
it's a new day!

Sunday, January 3, 2010

homesick..lalala

seCond day in SAbah..lalalala...
still,hoesick..the only emotion that can desribe of how i feel is homesick..
haha......
hmm...start up the day with stupid-cupid assmbly..haha..hmm..
remincing the time that i had with my mom at home..yummy..fresh morning with extra scramble eggs made me felt homey...miss my daily routine....feels awkward here...i can sense the weird atmosphere here...i dunno what or why..and the reason is still unspoken.....
maybe,still tired and still im trying my best to adapt myself in this surrounding...new room,huh..new class...everything had changed..or only me,myself and i only change..but still i miss my room,penang..the place where i belong...
i can still smell the gas and the engine..everything..the anticipated moment when i speed on the highway..miss my life.....
and there...my dad...haha...
ayah..miss you......(miss the merapu merabaness at home..)
mama..miss all the nag2 thing...the deli...scrumptious food....the laksa of course...
haha.......
i bring the teddy,the jacket..but still..i miss the atmosphere there....
the late-nite call...the skying cryiping type....

haha...

hmm..feels like crying..dont cry...dont2..Xmau2..hahaa...

and now..listenin to taylor's songs and sitting here alone...writin this kinda jerky-perky merapuness..and hope this will emncpate my feeling....hmm...
hurgh...

penang..love you...

xoxo
aina