.of.sentiment.&.me.

of.sentiment.&.me.

My older couz is finally going to Ireland to pursue her dreams.I'm happy for her but...sedihnye.but once I have the cash,I'll surely go for a visit.Our very own tour to Europe bebeh!

My current training module is dead boring.Sedihnye..what a programmer wannabe to do.haih.

I might not be able to bully C*** this weekend.Sedihnye.. :((

*sighs*

Malas la cakap pasal bende sedih2 lagi.Please remind me again why I should be thankful and happy.




The convocation is comin in August. The long awaited convocation.Lots of stuff that are yet to be settled but I'm tres malas.ho ho.

Dah almost a year habis study rupenyer.Time flies eh?

Feels like it was yesterday when moi,Munie and Elin struggled for our deadly FYP,went out for our I need a break at 2am thingy, me sitting in front of my lappy while listing out my weekly craving and Mun will be like "Okay,nanti kita cari", stalking the stalkable botak - yang sadly hanya good-looking from afar(blurgh!),the utterly animated WRY, cool and crazy housemates.

Haih..

I miss the good old days - minus the assignments,boring classes and exams.

I'm off lah,before I turn into this unstoppable sentimental junkie.

Tata.

of.miss.&.me.

of.miss.&.me.

Hish..

I miss you thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis much!

Really.

of.everything.&.me.

of.everything.&.me.

I'm hooked!


You're a falling star, You're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And you're the perfect thing to say.

And you play you're coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you.

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're every song, and I sing along.
'Cause you're my everything.


I'm a sucker for this kinda song, rase cam nak melt like an ice cube.

Anyway,I'm fine now,physically & MENTALLY(mind you).

Owh,here's just something that I saw on YM.

N:"Saya sayang sayang saya"
PK:"Ye ke? Sayang saya sayang saya?"

:P

of.sick.&.me.

of.sick.&.me.

I hate being sick.

Why? Well,it usually turns me into this clingy, pathetic and whiny lil creature.

Thank God that I'm not living anywhere near my loved ones,else I'll make their lives miserable.

It's good that they didn't get to see the other side of me that often.

So I'm super, but super doesn’t mean perfect right?.

Even Superman has his Kryptonite.

p/s: Weekend = movies + good foods. Weee....

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