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Discover these great ways to be (happily) miserable! While you're rolling on bed, crying and kicking... Help yourself with some toilet rolls. Roll em around you and bam! A Malaysian mummy. You'll eventually shut up. Print the actual size cardboard piece of the Salvatore brothers. Now kiss. I mean, make them kiss. If you have a pet cat, try to make it stay between your boobs. Force it. If it doesn't, that means your boobs ain't big enough *flipshair* Don't eat for 48 hours. You are now eligible to enroll for Miss Universe... for the anorexic. Count your toe nails. If it isn't eleven, count again. Poke your nose with two fingers. Then you can start telling everyone you just made two holes with one poke. Pluck one eyelash. Place it on your shirt. Now someone is missing you. Shave your head. Regret. Repeat on every misery. P/s: Miley seems to be happy. Introduce yourself the James Bond style. "I'm Poo. Stinky Poo." Crawl into a hole. Rot....

Aaaannnd Happy Twenty Darling :) Sure I've missed a few days from the Day but I write according to my feelings ;) I have actually made you a video (sorta); I decided to keep it to myself for awhile. You wouldn't mind that right? Treat it as a surprise which never worked out. Haha. Don't mind the title. He fussed about having it spelled right. I capitalized the Q this time. Potassium. Now lemme tell you my story. Thanks for this awesome 21 months together ... so far. Maybe you should start doing the bucket list for us to do before it all disappears. Just saying. I'd like to apologize for the burden I caused, all the fights, all the cries, all the anger. I'd like to thank you very much for always always being there for me. Whenever I need you :) This for the awesome advice you gave, almost without fail. Although you did fuss a bit about me being stubborn *shoots self* This too for the mistakes I never meant, or did in purpose to m...

Thus, the hashtags. I've to do a public apologize to my followers for spamming your timelines with my so-called moments. Despite having Asasi ended nearly two years ago, I'd like to bring back those memories. This post I dedicate to my girls... Thank you for being apart something so memorable in my life. There were times of hate and dislikes, we call it the Oprah session; where complains and whining goes all around the room. It's almost like a religious chanting session, sitting in a circle on the floor. Haha. And when everyone gets tired, it's like burnt smoked sausages curling on the floor. Let me introduce you the blanket stealer. She's invisible but everybody knows her. Meet Hanani. The girl with lion hair knocking on your door and gone the next second. Bet you've heard of that mystery :P It's the mystery that haunts AB66 for a year. Crap, my hair just stood. Beware: she wakes the opposite side on where she initially sleeps...

GAH. Believe me, I always get emotional when I blog. And when I do, the outcome would be pleasing. Tonight's entry was inspired by fools . I mean under-knowledge people. You know I'm nice :3 ... conditionally. Anyways, I came across some posts on two very, very famous social networks. It triggered my anger. Behold Malaysians! Don't be so tuut thinking Sarawak is only a huge chunk of virgin forest. Which subject in school taught you that? Fine, it's Geography. Sarawakians don't live on trees la people. Be rational can ah? How you think I can blog on trees? It's not like I can submit it online without typing. Otherwise I'd be writing with a cow's penis CAUSE I DON'T HAVE A PEN. If we are that behind, how can we sit for exams? Prolly we cant read if we live on trees. We'd be speaking the squirrels' language, signing each other to jump and fly. We could beat the Japanese suicide rate. Sarawak is like any part o...

WARNING : If you are dead sensitive to slight poking, DO NOT read. Did you hear that message on gender equality ? Good for you my readers. Things are about to go spicy! There's been feminists talks among guys; as there are double standard talks among women. We call it, The Third World Mentality. Nope, it is not a form of mental retardation. Neither it is a health condition. It's just foreign, and foreign it shall remain... And so, begin this story as how my dad strongly opposed of me becoming a committed doctor. Yes, despite sending me off to a medical school. This, I failed to understand. I have come to asked him why. Apparently, he thinks I shouldn't work so hard and focus on my future children. Ouch. He may be right. May be. I really cant blame him. I know my plans. Now. This thing about knowledge... Knowledge could be anything and of any form. If you still think women shouldn't be educated, you must be living with corpses from...

Mama. It's everybody's first word; simple, meaningful-- and my world. I'm having a serious fear of my mother leaving somewhere I couldn't reach her. It's a normal thing to be worrying about your child. However, is it that normal to be worrying about your mother? I admit; I dislike having her far away from me. I could be as protective as she is with me. Despite the fights, the arguments, the misunderstandings, she is whom I need most. I'm not sure if that's what you regard as being a mama's girl. These two night's been killing me. Let's just say I didn't have a good sleep. I kissed her while she sleeps. She doesn't need to know. I'm shy :3 Truthfully, I love having her at home. I don't mind being a thousand miles from her; because so long she's home, she's safe. Two weeks, will she be away. I'll prolly get mama-sick. I wish she doesn't have to go :( Come home safe, I'm c...

What your parents actually mean when it comes to... 1. Cleaning yourself: Mum: Go shower and scrub all over that filthy germs on your skin! Dad: Just change your shirt, honey. 2. Eating: Mum: Don't eat those fat skin layer. You wont wanna end up like me. Dad: Screw choices, eat EVERYTHING. 3. Relationship: Mum: You have to be careful in choosing your partner. Dad: Date everyone you can! 4. Doing it on your own: Mum: I don't wanna be responsible if you were to take that risk! (in a there's-no-effing-way-you'll-be-out-of-the-house kinda tone) Dad: You can have the car anytime sayang. 5. Living on your own: Mum: Do you think you'll survive living on your own when these simple house chores cant even be done? (in a god-knows-what'll-happen-to-you-without-me tone) Dad: Enjoy your early adult life, son. 6. Clothes: Mum: What piece of shit is that you're wearing? Dad: Maybe you need some more accessories. 7. Love: Mum: There's n...