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I know my blog is dead. Rarely, or never has pictures. I blog boring stuffs. Still, I love to blog eventhough I know there might even be nobody reading my blog. Oh well, I blog to express anyway. Not to impress.
So if you find my blog is boring and lame or too emo, dont bother criticising because I wont give a shit about it.

Initially I went to Downtown East just now to indulge myself with a waffle ice cream, however, it was freaking expensive. So I went over to Coffeebean and had my Pure Chocolate ice blend instead. Slacked around, then walked home slowly. I swear I was feeling damn shitty just now that when I see a group of mats(shall not be named) staring at me like some shit asshole I feel like screaming at them. I wasn't in the mood to go home straight so I went over to my second house(ehem ehem!). Haha. Slacked with Tina in her super messy room, used to it though. Was pouring out each and everything in my mind and heart and I broke down like there's no tomorrow. She always know how to cheer me up. =D We had smarties ice cream with a layer of milo powder and crushes of koko crunch, then we mixed it. It was fucking nice, but it made me feel like shitting anyway. Lol. Listened to MJ12 and KC kene kacaaaaaaaaau! I freaked out lah. Then sadly to say, my newly bought phone is still in good condition, but my sim card ain't working anymore. I neither can receive calls nor call out nor message people anymore. I can only receive message. I think its fated, time for me to change my beloved number and MOVE ON.

Only Tina knows how emotional I am these few days. Still so depressed and emotional, but to think about it? Why must I? I am still young and there is still tomorrow and the other days for me to enjoy. I am still trying to bring myself back up to the normal state, so move on Syahidah. I am going to change, slowly. Why bother? Life's always a bitch and that's reality, it's very normal. I don't care anymore, and now I am bringing the Syahidah back. Hahahhahahahahhaha. =D

And oh by the way, I hope all unmarried couples die on Valentine's Day. So sorry Ayid, but you're gonna be next. So just waaaaaaait, and see. (;


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