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Sunday, March 06, 2011

Moaning..rawrrr!!

hello Sunday..it’s been so long I did not drop by here. well, just busy around with student matter as usual. so, what now huh? I think I should brush up my English. you know, practice makes perfect. so, since long time I don’t even write or read any English resources, even touch my unread February edition CLEO magazine, I feel retard writing here..Hahaha..

how are you peeps? what are you guys up to? 

when I said, life is all about try maybe they don’t accept my philosophy about the life. I see life in different dimension; since maybe they don’t either. well, I love to try. even at the smallest things. I can’t deny that I’m an insecure person. I think I’ll just loss my face if i try something new unless I dared to do that. I never had a brave to put any try on racing game with my friends, do crazy move on midnight party, night walking in the jungle, be ridiculous, try exotic foods and whatever. time is too short to try all these. that’s why I just grab everything in front of me and do try everything. hey, move your ass out there and get a life!! I love those words. of course, bcoz I’m the one who create this slogan.  :P

it’s breaking rehab session! I made up my relationship again. that’s awesome! shitt..don’t think so. I’m so scared to say anything. lalala..
 
yahoo..i’ve got reading for my final year project. Alhamdulillah, everything just went okay so far. I hope it stays smooth until last. well, no more weekend in my life. I’ve to work on lab during leisure even on every weekend. sucks it up. oh gosh…!! dont sigh girl!!erm, you know what, when I see the outcomes, I feel the real satisfaction that I can never tell in words. it just gives me returns for all my efforts. Thank Allah. I should not give up and keep staying the momentum of effort. Allah, bless me :)

but, I so miss my home. I never stay at my ‘jail cell’ too long. at least in 2 weeks I will go back home. so miss my mom’s cooking. but, I’ve no time to pamper myself at home like before. I’ve got so many things to take care of specially my lab works.* crying* I’m sick of these mess. :’(

my heart says, it’s gonna be just fine in a very soon, wishfully. okay guys, I wana start writing my thesis. so, off here.

moaning signal :P



big hugs,
eragadisbiasa

What A Girl Wants


A boy who will hold his girlfriend around the waist and kiss her neck and whisper in her ear ”you’re beautifull”. If his freinds say something nasty about her he will flip. Text her first. Tell her every night he loves her. Texts her good morning beautiful. Makes the effort. Not flirt with other girls. Compliment everything about her. If she wants a hug, hush up and hold her like she is gold.


 

Friday, February 04, 2011

Bawling for a stupider

late several days ago, I found myself so hard to accept the fact of losing someone. I know everybody feel annoyed because of my love issue. but, I don’t think I got somebody to tell to about my sadness. I only can write here telling what I’m felling.

I stuck on a stupider. I’m tired of giving chance. I’m tired of idea of falling in love. guys are jerk. they just think about their selves, which kind of selfish. they thought they did good enough in standing a relationship. they’ve taken everything for granted even at smallest things. he turned bossy when he never listen what was I said. I fed up with all this mess. I’m sick of trying to love someone. it’s obviously complicated rather than trapping in cross word puzzle. 

when I decided to end off this relationship, he accused me quitter. he said I know nothing but only given up. I broke people’s heart just because of him. then now, how much I feel regret about myself. I’m regret about inability of making decision plus my stupidity of making consideration. I hate of being regret. but, that’s what I feel right now. 

I hate crying for him. I hate when I’ve fallen stupid again and over again. I hate his sorry. I hate that I love him so much. I hate the idea of I can’t resist him to be part of my life. I so hate this feeling. suCks it up!

I wanna walk away without turn around but I’m terrified. I’m terrified of being alone. I’m terrified of being hurted.  even so much time, I ask God to show me the right way. but it seems not good enough because I’m still clueless about the right path. God listens to me but yet he don’t grant me what I’m looking for.  I wish for something better out there. they say that good things take time. but really great things happen in the blink of an eye. *sighing* I hope that’s true. 

I wanna bawl like crazy. but I’m tired of bawling around. I keep of thinking that I deserve a man 10 times nicer than him, smarter than him, even better look than him.  I want a guy who can make me feel secure when I’m tripping alone, when people call me ugly, stupid and insult me at the back. I want a guy who can lead me the right way of islam. be my guidance when I need. aware of my feeling. lend his shoulder during my bad day. I so want these. I won’t ever stop praying and hoping my happiness will come someday. 

after all I’ve been through, I think I’m strong enough to face whatever upcoming tricks of the life. I believe in me myself and I wait for the miracle coming around. Allah, bless me please.


off here,
eragadisbiasa.