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Monday, October 19, 2009

to whom it may concern,

look inside. look inside your tiny mind. now look a bit harder. cause we're so uninspired, so sick and tired of all the hatred you harbour. so you say it's not okay to be gay. well i think you're just evil. you're just some racist who can't tie my laces. your point of view is medieval.

thank you. thank you very, very much. cause we hate what you do. and we hate your whole crew. so please don't stay in touch. thank you. thank you very, very much. cause your words don't translate. and it's getting quite late. so please don't stay in touch.

do you get a little kick of being slow minded? you want to be like your father. it's approval you're after. well that's not how you find it. do you, do you really enjoy living a life that's so hateful? cause there's a hole where your soul should be. you're losing control of it and it's really distasteful.

thank you. thank you very, very much. cause we hate what you do. and we hate your whole crew. so please don't stay in touch.

yours truly,
amalina


11:27 pm
ilovedjason



Wednesday, October 14, 2009

well. maybe my words should have been kept at pg rather than nc16.

shit shit shit. what can i say about shit? or fish. nicer way to put it, isn't it? something smells fishy when it comes to fish. hahahaha!

i'm thirsty. and sayang is my conscience most of the time. hahahaha. random. bleargh.

will watch my mouth. Mouth, watch what you say. Fingers, watch what you type. ahahahahahah.


11:02 pm
ilovedjason



Tuesday, October 13, 2009

today. wasn't a good start to the week. i'm always speechless when this happens. too many thoughts run through my mind. and not one of them are good. you may say i think too much. but no, i can't help it. i'm afraid to go that extreme. to go to that decision. i'm tired of being like this.



can i not celebrate my birthday? it's not about the getting old part. it's just.......



as you can read, today wasn't a good day. i just need to suck it up, and move on. bleargh!


12:13 am
ilovedjason



Sunday, October 04, 2009

borders raye! damn it was tiring.

first stop was hadi's. first time seeing everybody donning raye wear. even lanxi and jasmine wore kebayas. you look very pretty, woman. :) after that, we boarded a bus to azhari's, where i saw sakina batrisya for the first time. she is just one of the cutest baby girl i've seen so far. she is so small. i was too scared to hold her, too fragile. then it was to diyannah's and syahrul's. :) after conquering the west side, we headed to the north for filzah's, _____, maya's and haider's. haider's cats are so scarily active. jumping everywhere. chai, sofia and sultan. :) next up was the eastsiders. off to saiful's, mine and lastly jun's. i've never been this tired after a raye outing. food was at abundance. thank you to the parents for hosting us, letting us into your homes.

go green campaign is this saturday. can't wait can't wait. :)

i'm going to bring syahrul raye shopping next year. ahahahahahhaha.



i love you, my pahlawan jurong.
:)


5:21 pm
ilovedjason



Friday, October 02, 2009

i'd rather be fat than be a smoker. this is how much i hate smoking. it's a expensive bad habit. it stinks. i certainly don't find sucking on a butt of a cigarette attractive. your lungs turn black and it's not as if you can turn your lungs back to a healthy pink if you ever stop smoking.

smoking sucks. and for now, all i can do is laugh at the irony of it.


1:57 pm
ilovedjason