Saying 'I'm sorry' is the same as saying 'I apologize.' Except at a funeral.
I have been a bad bad blogger. Many things occured during the holidays and I didn't even care to share it with you my wonderful blodders.And yesterday may have been the reason why the mousepad and some of the little grey keypads on my laptop is smudged with something that I suspect to be chocolate. I'll get you back Hamiz!I am loving green more than I used to. X) And the reason is a secret I want to keep to myself!I've been a bad friend too. I'm really sorry. Hazim if you still read my blog I want to tell you how sorry I am for ignoring you all these days. You know about that problem I told you and you've been telling me to forget about him and blah blah the likes. Something else came up and yeah, I'm sorry. I just felt awkward, is all. So I hope we're still friends eyh, Megan?PSDon't worry I still remember about the promise. =)- Billy XDGlad that I got that out of my chest. Confessing and letting things out is good, but too much is bad. So I need to suck it all up and be a man woman mannish woman ...just be tough.Went to Zee's yesterday with Mush and Sin and it was partially fun and partially torturing. Oh and there were Zee's siblings - just two Mizah and Afiq. Weirdly enough we had a group confession thing and us with Zee's siblings uh, became something. No what I'm trying to say is it doesn't happen a lot that friends and siblings know each other's secrets. It just doesn't happen. ... Does it?Oh effing well.I was being a jerk for being so naive and clueless. I'm sorry Sin. HAHAHA awu bah I'm really sorry dari ujung rambut hingga ke ujung kaki. .....Is my Malay okay? Yeah, I'm sorry about that whole sibling thing. But we cool aight homie?Was suppose to blog something related to Zatty 'cause in her blog she mentioned me twice. X) But I guess the rice and ayam kari didn't do any good to animate my noodles. I need to go out 'cause I think every of my cells and tissues are fused to my bed that I'm now a living paraphernalia.I had a weird dream today. I remembered nothing except that I was in college and I played cards. CARDS. BIG TWO. PLAYING CARDS. And I felt nothing on my chest. So I assume that I was a guy in that dream. But I saw this one particular black-ish accesory on my wrist and I kinda knew who I was.Moral of the story : Dreams corrupt your mind. I don't play cards. And I'm not a guy. Get that in your head. I may act like one but deep inside I have woman hormones and a female sexual organ(courtesy of the Mighty Creator, not a phony fanny)Yes, I am bored. Bored to the ass.Right now it's exactlllyyyyyyyyyyy 5 13 PM and a few minutes ago I ordered food from McD for my two brothers and myself. No bribes or punishments involved. Just a simple order-up and there will be no food war. I promise. Who am I kidding, I can't make promises to myself. That's GHEI! Okay I was just kidding.It's just weird yknow. I don't usually be a nice sister. I either loom over one of them and scare them till they wet their pants or even steal their food and say the spirit living in the house stole it with a proof that "I saw!".So,Thought of the day : "The spirit in this house is possessing me to act nice to my siblings. I saw!"Well I'm hungry. Byyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeee from the girl who just knew what NABU means.Labels: apologies, Brain not working well: A great time for randomness, holiday, hungry
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