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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.

Too many things in my mind. Happy, sad, unsatisfied, whatsoever shitty more. I miss Ibniputra.
1.) Got nagged about someone and I find it really stupid for her to keep on repeating about what's happened.
2.) Someone is not happy I brought her food back late. And now, she's not eating it.
3.) I want coke but I totally forgot to keep it in the fridge, so now, it's uncold.
4.) I miss boyfriend badly but what can I do? Tomorrow also I cant meet him and he'll be out having all the fun in the world, and me? I'm at work.
5.) Tomorrow morning shift and I should be asleep by now but I dont want to. I insist on waiting for him to end work.
6.) After morning shift tomorrow. Night working till closing which is at three. Omfg.
7.) I felt sorry for my friend whom had just gone through something serious.
8.) I am fucking annoyed with a friend of mine whom is trying to assume that I am not doing my work in my ward by saying that since I always slept in lectures, confirm I also sleeping in ward. Bloody hell you rotten walking stick.
9.) I get mad easily and I dont know why and dont think I want it to be that way. I fucking hate my condition right now.
10.) I cant stop envying other girls who are blessed with great life.
11.) That bloody hell lecturer gave me a fucking low grade for my oral hygiene when I really think its not my fucking fault.
12.) I dont know why I've been too demanding to get attention from boyf and when I dont get them, I just feel like blowing off. Which I still is right now, feeling fucking unhappy that tomorrow I wont get to see him because I had to work and he's going out and by the time I end work I bet he'll be sleeping already and I know I'll barely have time to talk to him and story-telling about how I feel and whatsoever shit all. It makes me feel so.. soooo lonely. I still cant agree to the idea about the chalet thing and I know he'll just say that its stupid to think in that way. And I want him to clear off his mails which till now he has yet to do so and all of these is fucking bothering me every single day and fucking disturbing my emotion and mentally torturing me because I have no one to talk to. No one.
13.) I hate pretty girls, with nice body, slim and tall, gorgeous hair and flawless face also pointed nose. Gi mati lah. Makes me more uglier than ever.

Whatever. I just feel like saying out what I feel tonight and I think thats all about it. Kay dah, I want to go and die.


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