Lets make it short cause my life is short.

Hahaha. I can't really figure out what to say, but I got a feeling that I need to say something. Which is very confusing and frustrating at the same time. Really, I'm not even exaggerating. Sometimes, pictures can tell a lot of stories. Stories that we find hard to understand and explained. That's why they have Tumblr, is it? Hahaha I don't know. Just saying. 

Yeah, I used to do this when I was little. Who doesn't-kan? I still do if the book is about history or anything monotonous. Pictures are good liars, but sometimes they reveal the truth. They either make you or break you. And I either talk crap or sing crap right now. Hahaha.

For the whole friggin' years of my life, I must say I've been trying to be the person I am not. And now, this is what I have become. I will change some more in a lot of phase in life, but lets face it, its either liking me or hating me. I'm okay with both. I still talk to those people. I still do good cause I know I'll only answer to two people, God and myself.

Yes, we are. How does holding back feels? It feels ugly, right? If it shows on your face, you better blurt it out. Hahaha. I don't know what to say to this. Its true, though. It really is true.

I don't believe hurting people back really works. I just don't. What do you get when you hurt people back? Jackpot? Or just the awesome feeling? If anyone of you feels great after hurting people, I say you go see a psychiatrist, okay?

Most of the time, its just 'FUCK', 'SHIT', 'BULLSHIT', 'BITCH', 'ASSHOLE', 'BASTARD', 'MOTHERFUCKER', 'DAMN' and etc. Some of the times, its 'I LOVE YOU'. It depends, you know.

I know, I know. But, it's difficult. Believe it or not, I quit my job after two days of working just because we have some communication problems. You know, the language. I kinda like the job, but I don't want to torture myself. I can definitely feel the bad aura coming from all direction and it all went up to me. So, why suffer when you can run away from it? Besides, the pay was just RM250. Who would want to suffer just to get that amount of money at the end of the month? Well, not me.

This is usually said during the school times, but to be honest, I don't hate Mondays during school times. I really don't. Seriously, I'm not playing. Hahaha. You know, the feeling of starting a new week. Very refreshing, indeed! Lately, I feel like I'll be hating Mondays cause there's no enjoyable TV shows or movies on Astro. That's the only reason, so far :3

O MY GOODNESS ME! I HAVE THIS ONE ALREADY! THANKS TO MY MUM FOR ALLOWING ME TO BUY THIS AND MY DAD'S CARD FOR PAYING :D

Please, blame me!

Ya, that's it . . .

Hold your breath cause here I come.

Don't get me wrong for sleeping late. I just finished reading The Gift by Cecelia Ahern and you know you can't sleep after reading a great piece of work. I know I'm making a big fuss, but it's worth it. As in, I'm happy, you know. I am in high spirit that sleep isn't really the thing I wanna do. So, I blog. Of all the books I've read, I love them all. HAHAHA. Seriously. I laughed and cried with the books. Even if it's not Cecelia Ahern's, I still do that. I am so connected with books more than with TVs. Cause with books, I'm allowed to imagine situations, places, expressions, tones and faces. Its fun, really! 

This is the first book that made me go wild on her. 

This book made me want more of her.

Okay, I was a little bit distracted when I read this. You know, exams and stuff. I can't really relate to it, but I swear the story is (of course) amazing. It made me cry at the very beginning. 

I JUST FINISHED THIS AND WELL, IT'S EFF-ING GOOD. I WANNA SHARE SOMETHING THAT I FIND VALUABLE FOR ALL OF US.

" YOU SEE, WE'RE ALL MADE UP OF THE SAME STUFF. WHEN SOMETHING HAPPENS, IT TRIGGERS SOMETHING INSIDE US THAT CONNECTS US TO A SITUATION, CONNECTS US TO OTHER PEOPLE, LIGHTING US UP AN LINKING US LIKE LIGHTS ON A CHRISTMAS TREE, TWISTED AND TURNED BUT STILL CONNECTED ON A WIRE. SOME GO OUT, OTHERS FLICKER, OTHERS BURN STRONG AND BRIGHT, YET WE'RE ALL ON THE SAME LINE"

That is some part of the wrapping up. 

Uh-la-la~ 

Yes, I can't wait to buy another book. That will not be anytime soon, but I'll buy. Or my mum will. HAHAHA. I've Google the books she wrote, some are not found anywhere in Miri. I hope I can find them. I want them to be found. I'll ask the police to help search. HAHAHA. Exaggerated joke! Its a joke? LAME~

Basically, that's it! I'm less energetic now. Maybe I can go to sleep now. Just maybe. Don't put your hopes to high on me. You'll definitely be disappointed. DEFINITELY~  

Here's a little 'something-something' for you to think of. It's from the Daily Gospel. Please, don't be shy. HAHAHA. I tend to get overboard with words sometimes.

"When was the last time you really felt hungry? If you are reading this now, it means that you have enough food to eat so as to afford a book like this in your hand. You can even choose what to eat, or what not to eat, or not eat at all. But look within yourself, and you will see that there is a hunger within us for something else. Look around you, and you see people rushing here and there as if looking for something they cannot find, hungry for something more in life."

So, ladies and gentlemen, the moral of the story is . .

REALLY? =_________=' ITS KINDA HARD~

And oh, Sophie Kinsella and Linda Green is not bad either. I'm saying this cause I've read one of their books. I'm talking to myself so, please don't be annoyed by me.

Pardon the cliche, but money can't buy happiness.

Now now, please don't jump into conclusions. I'm not agreeing or disagreeing on that statement. I just feel like talking about it cause if you ask me, I swear to God, I need money. HAHAHA. You know, girls. We want stuffs for ourselves. And if you ask me again, I'm not really happy right now cause I've been fantasizing about the stuff I wanted all this while. I kinda disagree on the statement, but agreeing all at the same time. I mean, without money can we really live happily? Nope, I don't think so. 

And I have a confession to make. 

I AM HAVING A HARD TIME TRYING TO EXPLAIN THINGS. SO, PLEASE UNDERSTAND IF WHATEVER I WRITE HERE APPEARED TO BE SHIT-LIKE. 

THIS ALSO MEANS THAT YOU'LL BE SEEING MORE IMAGES RATHER THAN PIECES OF MY MIND.

THANK YOU :3

SO, MORAL OF THE STORY IS EVERYTHING IN LIFE HAS ITS PROS AND CONS. I CAN'T AGREE IF PEOPLE SAID MONEY CAN'T BUY HAPPINESS, BUT I ALSO HAVE TO AGREE WITH IT AS SOME ASPECT IN LIFE DOESN'T REALLY NEED MONEY TO ACHIEVE HAPPINESS. 

WITH THAT, PLEASE JUDGE THIS BY YOURSELF. CAUSE THAT IS BASICALLY WHAT YOU DO-KAN? JUDGING EVERY SINGLE THING IN LIFE.

Okay, this is for me. HAHAHA.

Banana split, yaw~

Wanna play game? I know you're bored. Obviously cause you're reading my blog. You must be extremely boring, right? So, here's a game for you.

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CAN YOU SPOT THE DIFFERENCE? 

I hope you enjoy the game although there'll be no prize and stuff. At least you're less boring-kan? I hope.

Moving onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. The tittle says, banana split, but all I wanna say was just split personality. I love to go around the bushes. Its my thing, you know.

Split personality: Multiple personality disorder, a neurosis in which the personality becomes dissociated into two or more distinct parts each of which becomes dominant and controls behavior from time to time to the exclusion of the other parts.

  

Okay, I got that from MedicineNet.com. I'm not saying I'm having that problem or stuff, I just want to borrow the term, split personality. To be honest, I am very much different in different places like split personality, you know. It may be normal, but some people sees it as being fake. Hello . . hello . . hello . . I know its not wrong for people to think so, but still, I wanna talk about it. HAHAHA. Because people like to judge and mind you, so do I. I don't know why I can be so different at different places and situations. Seriously, I'm not trying to be fake or being fake, its just that I'm used to it. I just don't know how to describe this. Anyone? Can you help me here? Besides not knowing how to describe this, I'm just pretty lazy to think. HAHAHA. I'll try my best to talk about this again the next time around. 


Anyway, I'm not eager to get my SPM result anytime soon. I just don't. Please don't. HAHAHA whatttttttttttttttttttt~

I whip my hair back and forth.

Guess what? I've passed the JPJ test yesterday. I'll be receiving the driving license next week, I guess. To be honest, I was nervous the night before the test cause I still think I don't know how to drive. Come on, my lesson was like not up to 5 hours, how can I not be nervous? I can barely sleep that night. So, yeah, I pray to calm myself. I woke the next morning thinking, 'What if I failed? I don't want to go back there. Its hell!' Yeah, that was pretty much the things I've been thinking the whole morning. I even asked a lot of questions to my father. HAHAHA. I was so screwed. But, I managed to act all cool when I was at the institute cause I got my Sudoku with me. I was getting anxious when I heard a lot of them were there to repeat the test. They mostly fail the test in the circuit. Again, how can I not be nervous? I hate the circuit. I was lucky that I my test was on-the-road first and did I mentioned a cool JPJ officer? HAHAHA. I passed the test on-the road, 19/20. I think the JPJ officer tried so hard to be cool cause I know I did some mistakes and he gave me 19. Way to cool! Oh oh, while waiting for my turn before the on-the-road test, there was this one guy trying to kill me in public. How can somebody be so heartless? I mean, smoking calmly next to me like he's so hip and stuff, pfft.. I was fortunate that I didn't die. HAHAHA. Okay, that was to much drama! Back to the story, I passed the test in the circuit as well. How awesome is that? And I just have to smile when I met this one girl who have to repeat the test. I asked her a question about some stuff in the circuit and it was funny enough to me when she said, gunung. How can we drive up the gunung? HAHAHA. I said bukit a few times, but she still prefer gunung so, what more can I say? HAHAHA.

Who said I don't?

PS: My mum bought me another book. Well, she paid, I choose. The Gift written by who else if not Cecelia Ahern. HAHAHA. I'm so gonna buy all her books. One at a time-lah. I've read 3 of her books. 2 of them were borrowed. This is my second time buying her books. Who cares, anyway? HAHAHA.

The moral of the story is..

All I ever talked about is me. And now, it's still about me :)

I don't know what's with me and long tittle, but I just find it necessary. Now-lah. Anyway, I don't mind blogging again when I have something to say or do here. Well, I don't have much to say than do. What I had planned on doing now is uploading my pictures since, "All I ever talked about is me. And now, it's still about me :)", you know. I like looking at my old pictures cause sometimes I'll burst into laughter just by looking at it. I find that I tried so hard to get the right picture which barely worked for me. We, girls or maybe just me, usually snaps a couple of shots before deciding which is the nicest and trying so bad to ensure that it looked good by editing it. These is so pathetic and hilarious at the same time, you know :) HAHAHA. But, as years pass, I think I change a bit. A small little bit. I'm not as dumb and trying so hard to be what not. Just don't die while laughing so hard, OK? 

This is so sad! The eytmendung is just awful. The face, UGH. HAHAHA.  

Ugh, again the eytmendung and the face!

I really thought eytmendung was cool, didn't I?  T_T Hahaha.

Okay, this is where you laugh your heads off! Oh my! SKEMA head? Really?!

I think I looked cute in blur, I guess? HAHAHA. Shit. 

I, myself don't understand this :3

Talking about trying to be cool, this is a good example here. Hahaha.

Trying so hardddddddddd =_=

Ughhhhh [=.=] Editing like I'm so pro. Annoying much.

Oh, this is just plain me. No editing and all. But, still....

I don't know. I just miss the necklace. HAHAHA. 

Sigh~ HAHAHA.

Yea. Maybe constipation. Or maybe its just me. 

Taking pictures in the mirror was popular back then. I couldn't resist. 

I swear I tried many times to get this. HAHAHA haisssh.

Forgive me. HAHAHAHA.

Too much effort. I guess. Is it? I don't know.  I like it. I guess. I don't know.

Nice try there O.o

Alright, enough with that. HAHAHA. I've been labeled when I was in the lower form by my friends. I guess they're my friends. You know the, perasan cantik, rasa cute, control and etc. HAHAHA. I learnt so much from that. I looked at myself and there were times that I realized I was really that label they said I was. So, from there I changed. I don't know how they see me now, but I'm happy with myself. If they hadn't said that, I'll probably be the-most-annoying-person-in-pictures-and-real-lives-on-Earth. Maybe I still am annoying, but hey we need that sometimes. HAHAHA. 

Anyway, I'm still human being, you know. Its normal to feel like we're the-most-beautiful-person-in-the-universe, right? So, just suit yourself however you want. I'm gonna do that. Don't you worry. HAHAHA.

The moral of the story is..

What I don't understand is you'd catch a grenade for me.

.Yeap. Bruno Mars called and told me that he'd catch a grenade for me. How nice of you, but no thanks cause I don't know who the hell would throw a grenade at me. Except if I'm in Mesir right now, you know.

Anyway, talking about grenade, I would really appreciate if Bruno Mars throw a grenade at my tutor. I mean, the driving tutor. Seriously, she's good at making people pissed. And by people, I mean me. The first time was when she asked me to come on Saturday and guess what, she's not even there. I waited for half an hour. Sitting at the bench like a total moron. When I text her, she was like, 'Cikgu dah balit dah. Sikda hari tok'. I was cursing her all over in my mind. Yea, I was pissed. She even asked me to tell another student of hers who came and waited for her there. Ugh. I need a grenade and I don't expect you to catch it, Bruno. The second time was last Monday. Before that was the QTI. I called her after the QTI and asked when I should come again and she said clearly on Monday. I came on Monday and she was not there. So, I called her. Guess what? 'Sikda hari tok. Cuti dah org'. Shit isn't it? HAHAHA. She got issues. I had the driving lesson yesterday, but I was late cause both my parents are working. It was good to be late somehow. So she can feel what I or others feel. And today, I was supposed to go and have the driving lesson, but she text-ed me and said, 'Sik jadi hari tok. Esok datang'. I guess I'm lucky today cause I was still at home when she text me. Sigh. I need a grenade.

The moral of the story is..