This is just BLAHBLAH

Mid-year exam finally started.
One more week to suffer before holidays arrive.
8 more days to go before I can enjoy myself. (Starwalk)

17 more days to the day of my day.

I'm looking forward, and not looking backward. Cause once I start to stop and look back, I'll feel tired and I'll feel like giving up. Just stop and stay there.
I've felt like that for so freakin' many times.

Time is flying fast. We're stepping into June in a few days' time. I can't believe that it's going to be June soon. Just, too fast.
Geez, trying hard to keep up with time. In just a blink of an eye, I'll be in Form 4 then.

Nooooooooo . . . not so fast.

Soooo, here's the plan;

After mid-year exam is holidays. TWO WEEKS. So, I'm gonna enjoy myself. I'm gonna go for Starwalk. And I'm gonna go for badminton and then MYF. I'm gonna go for movies! I'm gonna sleep late and wake up late. I'll online every night. I'll SMS till my phone explodes. LOL!
I'm gonna try out new recipes. Write more stories. Create more poems.
And finally, PUT MY BOOKS ASIDE.

Phewwwwwwwww, that's what I wanna do. But right now, I'm feeling tired and stressed. What if my mid-year results ain't good? Geez, I haven't even start sitting for the important papers yet. Sigh. And at the same time . . . I have personal problems too.
Wattudo??

My so called godbro, we haven't been talking for weeks. Or for the WHOLE month.
I wish you'd read this.

You know what? I thought you're a good, kind, loving, caring, awesome person with a really good personality. HA HA HA. Biggest joke on Earth. I was so totally wrong.
Maybe, you WERE like this before. And that will be like, TWO YEARS AGO. But now, I don't know who you are anymore.

Do you remember? We argued at the beginning of the year 2009, just because of a, well I don't wanna say this but, a b!tch. Yea, a b!tch. Still, you came and talk to me. You asked me to let things between us to be how they were before. Even though both of you were together, you didn't ignore me or forget me. I love that *YOU*.

Then, she broke up with you. And you came to me, telling me how broken hearted you were. After all the "blaming-me-for-hurting-her-when-i-was-the-one-who-got-hurt" thingy, yet I still did not turn away. It was because I couldn't bear it, seeing you being hurt so badly.

During that time, I was on a school trip. I remember I told you that I wasn't feeling well. You told me to take care of myself. Not to fall sick. You cared, and I love that *YOU*.

One night, I had an argument with my ex, and I was really sad. I stayed up till 2 or 3 something in the morning, cried so badly. Then, I texted you. You weren't asleep, you replied. You comforted me. And you knew that you're the one I always looked for when I had problems.

Do you realize that last time, you won't reply me saying,

"Busy now. Tata"

But now, our conversation always end like this. Few days ago, I messaged you. Our *CONVERSATION*, didn't even last for ten minutes.

You changed a lot. I don't know whether you changed because of joining band, or because you broke up with my best friend. I couldn't even talk to you, without getting pissed off. I couldn't tell you my problems, or chat with you like how we used to.

It got even worst after you found your NEW PET. WE DON'T EVEN TALK TO EACH OTHER NOW. NOT EVEN SAYING HI. I don't think that you can even remember that I exist. I tried, I TRIED, and I TRIED, talking to you. But, it didn't work at all.
And, you're being like you are your seniors' pet.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? You flirt with other girls when you're already having a girlfriend. You talk dirty with other girls, and you won't care who they are. Stop doing all these, please. This is not you. Stop acting like you're a kid, its just making you looking like a FOOL. And you dare to call me SIS. HA HA HA. SO FUNNY. Imma say it now that I don't have a GODBRO like you.
And when she breaks up with you, don't come to me. I WON'T CARE, you FT.

GOSH, that's all I wanna say.

Dead dead dead :D

I know...i know. I haven't been updating my blog since ages ago. You don't have to tell me that cause I know.

I'm lazy and kinda busy to update it. So many stuffs happened, as usual. And I just don't know where to start.

Let's start with . . .

Time is passing toooooooo fast. Way TOOOOOOOOO fast. And let's start with something that I don't wanna talk about...but still.

One minute ago I was with that group of friends, the next minute I'm with another.
What I meant was, I found a group of friends who actually treat me like their friend.
Compared to the old one, who treated me like a tool.

And...my "NEW" group of friend, aka my fellow DEFORMERS, I LOVE YOU GUYS LOTS.

It might sound like you guys are the substitutes, but no. Seriously, my world is kinda different already after mixing with you guys. Onlining every night at a specific time, having a group chat, KSS-ing, teasing each other, fighting.

So...here's my DEFORMERS.

D. Butterfly =D
D. Elephant =D
D. Hamster =D
D. Tweety =D
D. Tortoise =D

and D. PANDA =D (that's me)

Weets. ♥♥♥ The feeling of being treated like a friend instead of a tool, is just so awesome.

Hmmm...I went to MYF on Mothers' Day aka Sunday. After so many many many months of not going MYF, I actually felt awkward being there. Everyone were like, strangers to me. And what they talked about that day, were the EXACT things that I wanna listen to. Had discussion then. Played *Husband and Wife* before we started our discussion.
Then after discussion, went to play football and captain ball. :D

Then, I don't know what else to say. Some conflicts happened between two of my friends. I'm happy that both of them are alright now. (: And I'm having some problems too. But, ignore them.

Exam's around the corner. I'm stressed, as usual. It's a super important year, I don't wanna fail in any subject. Goshhh....

And I can't wait till after exam. :D Starwalk. Don't ditch me again guys. :(
And hope my plan will go well...xD


p/s; love you deformers alot.

The Life that God gave US

This week's event is CF Combined Easter Celebration. MGS + SMI + ACS

:D It was awesome.
*thumbs up*

We had icebreakers, testimony sharing, a short performance and food. Well, I saw a person there which I haven't been seeing since Standard 6, if I'm not mistaken. I bet he recognizes me. But whatever...LOL.

One of the testimony, was about BGR. I'm sure you all know what is that. I've been in a few BGRs before. And ended up pretty badly. (: The testimony was about this girl's best best best friend, and also the person she liked, ignored her for one whole year because of a misunderstanding. Well actually, I can understand how she felt. The pain in her heart and and . . . just u know lar.

Cause I once been through this kind of situation before. Yea, so what? This is nothing compared to the sacrifice that Jesus made for us. He died upon that cross for us. He had been whipped and his flesh was torn. He was NAILED to the cross.

For those who watched the movie, I'm sure you'll totally understand. Yes, that was what she told us. What we've been thru was just a minor cut. Losing our loved ones doesn't mean that we're losing our lives. We still have God.

And, my Science teacher told us stuffs about life too. We were made from the love of our parents.
Without them, we won't be here today. And this apply to the issue that is pretty HOT lately. What's with all those THROWING BABIES INTO THE DUSTBIN? BURYING THEM AT THE BEACH? THROWING THEM INTO THE DRAINS?

Omgoodness. If you've never think of having a baby or holding the responsibility, then why the hell did you even have SEX? Ok so this relates to study.

did not go to school = did not study = do not know anything especially Reproduction = lepak-ing outside = having *TROUBLES* = NOT TAKING RESPONSIBILITY

Okay whatsoever. But seriously, do you people have brains? A BABY, has a life too. Even when it was still a fetus, it has LIFE. And you people killed so many LIVES. They're innocent . . . they did not even get the chance to see this world. There are couples out there that want to baby but they couldn't. And here you are, killing babies.

This is just so heartless. And, I feel sorry for the things that I've done in the past. I needa learn to appreciate my life more. The life given by God. I have to love life.
And people, please think before you make any decisions or do anything.
One mistake may lead to bigger ones.

And teenagers, appreciate your lives and do not do anything stupid.

Left Outs

The biggest event of the year that happened in this month of April.

*drumrolls*

MGS's 2010 PESTA RIA!

Of course I went. DUHHH, I'm a MGSian, compulsory to attend.
Anyways, I was supposed to update bout this event last week but I didn't cause I had other stuffs in mind. But whatever, I'm updating bout it now, right? :P

Being a MGSian, it's not easy. Especially on some special events. We gotta WORK, baby. WORK.
As you know, I'm a Form Three student. And F3 were assigned to have game stalls together with F5. Games aren't easy.
Our class came out with three different games.

The duck game aka Quackie Quacky Quack. The name's figured out by me of course. LOL. Earned the most I think.

Darts. Made up of glitter. Name, DOT-A-DART.
Guys, it's not DOTA-DART. LOL!

Ping Pong. :) The hardest game among the three games. Ping Pong Bum Bum's the name. xD

And I did all those posters for the games. (: With the help of my buddies, Syasya, Suhaila, Amelia and Nalia.







Besides having game stalls, we had an additional tattoo booth. (:



And tattoos that me and Suhaila drew. No tracing, believe it.





There's more of it. But few are enough. HEES. One more person to thank, YANG AMIRA!!! <3
She helped me a lot too.

My shift on that day was from 10-11 A.M. But I worked from 9-11. I didn't take my breakfast.
After eleven, I went to cari my babe, ZHEN MIN! And the rest of the day, we had fun. :)

Walked with Jirix, Han Keat(ASSHOLE) and Isis and of course Zhen. Finally gave him his present. And of course, he likes it.
Overall, it was quite fun. But, FunHouse totally sucked. Wasted five bucks for it. Went it, did nothing, kena kicked out. WTH.

Anyways, a few pics for u guys to enjoy.

That's all peeps. (: HOPE ALL THOSE WHO WENT FOR PESTA RIA ENJOYED THAT DAY!

Heartbreaker

Ok whatsoever. Just screw it. I'm having hallucination problem. Whatever.
I don't wanna talk about Pesta Ria in this post. (:

that'll be later


Darn, I've no idea how did I effin love you for two freakin years. How the hell did that happen?
I've never freakin love someone this long. Gosh I'M STUPID.
Again and again I told my heart to move you out and empty that space that you had occupied two years back.
Everything should have been OVER since two years ago. Why couldn't I just effin let go of you?
Can't I just simply forget you? What's so good about you? What did you do to me????

Seven things I love about you;

• you're good
• you've always been there for me
• you never left
• your voice
• your silly-ness
• the way u care for me
• the way u worry about me

Gosh . . .

WAKE UP CHARLOTTE ANN! Don't wait any longer. There's no use. It's plain useless. Knock your own head and WAKE UP.

I don't understand my love for you. Is it just plain brother and sister love? Or is it a really incredibly HUGE crush?
Ever since I first met you, the first time you talked to me, I just couldn't stop thinking about you.
That very moment, just got stuck in my head. It keeps on replaying. No matter how many times I try to delete it, it won't go away.

Tell me what can I do. How can I win your heart. How can I be the girl that you desire. I swear I won't hurt you. I'll love you...like I always do. I'll care for you . . . I'd do anything just to be your girl.

But right now, it's enough to know that you do care about me. And we're finally talking like how we used to. I don't have to struggle to make our conversations alive. There's just one thing...one question.

I told you that everyone I've loved, even my bffs...each and every one of them just keep stepping into my life and leaving footprints behind. They come and they go. And you told me that you won't leave, it's just that you can't be there every single minute. You told me to trust you. But, can I really trust you?

Can I? . . .