Sorry, you don't have to read this post. I just need to write it somewhere, cause i don't feel like telling anyone.

Mataer ni macam kental, masih yp lagi. Beh nak step mane nye big fuck.

Fikir hot pe amek gambar tunjuk cleavage kau? EW.

Step minah tak menjadi.

Pat atas tu, pompuan sial. (: Perangai, ew! Hak pui ah girl, bbual world sia. Banyak tipu hor, kau belah lagi bagus. Buang mase orang je, we're better off without you la eh. Kau duduk situ berjam takde hasil, entah ape je yang kau buat. Banyak kau nye creative la ni la tu la eh, merepek ah sial. Step art student sume, beh tengok art kau cam taik sial. Kitorang bukan art student pun leh buat lagi bagus, banyak la kau nye art student. Kite setengah jam gitu dah complete satu bende. Mataer pun nak step mane nye big fuck, padehal baru 15. Bbual kurang ajar lak, yp ah seh. Kau nak joget tapi tak put in effort, orang lain kaku pun tak complain and dorang TRY tau. Dorang put in effort to make themselves better. Kau, tak try, buat sikit pastuh tak habis habis complain kaku la ni la tu la. Eh, stop it seh. Nak fit in pun tak menjadi, nak popularity je eh kau. Takmau nak step gerek ah, please. So CHILDISH, takde satu orang pun yang suke kau la. Nak perangai camtu, tapi tau takut. Abeh, cengeng! Sikit je nak nangis, sikit je nak complain. Bodoh seh, k da. We're all so glad you're OUT now.

To read more detailed blog post about her, go to Kak Iiqa's blog or Kak Tity's blog. ^^

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Boyyyy. ♥

You were MIA for about a month, and i tried my best not to think about you. Yes, my very best. I was almost there, ok that's a lie. Maybe it's like, half way there. Yea, half way to forgetting you. But then you suddenly pop up out of nowhere and start chatting with me again. You totally blew it, you made me start falling for you all over again. The same way you did these past 4 years. Yes, four. Crazy, isn't it? For three nights straight we chatted, and i loved it. The first two nights, you put a smile on my face. But tonight, it was different. You were different. Well, at first you did put a smile on my face. I even laughed a little alone in my room, thanks to you. But then, you started to be all emotional. You've never been this way to me, it's the first. You sounded so sad, so depressed, you even cursed your life and hate yourself. That's when you made me feel so dead. Because, you have no idea how much it hurts for me. But i am more than happy that you're actually sharing it with me. I am facing almost the same thing, but you wouldn't know cause i don't have the guts to tell you. I'm afraid of what you would say, what you would think, what you would feel. Everything, i'm just scared. I wonder what you even think of me right now. Even in school, i've caught you looking at me quite a number of times. What does it mean? I really want to know. But tonight, i just badly wanted to tell you. I wanted you to know that there's someone out there who loves you, and life is not all that bad. But i gave it a second thought, and decided not to tell you. To think of it, i might never tell you. Like i said, i am a scare-dy cat. When you kept talking to me about all those girls, and you know what? I wished i was one of them. I wished it was me whom you flirt with all the time and text everyday, but then i thought. Why? I'd rather be a friend of yours, who you'll share stuffs with, than be some girl who you flirt with for a moment and then leave them hanging there. You have this habit, of being so sweet to girls but i bet that's not how you really feel. You yourself said you are 'gatal', sigh. You're just toying with their hearts, like how you played mine. Sometimes, you make me oh so crazy about you. Being hot, cute, sweet and all. But sometimes, i just hate you. Because you make me confuse, you make me think of you all the time but not knowing how to truly feel about you. Being friends with you, is already awesome for me although it hurts me at times. But i appreciate it alot, i really do. To tell you the truth, i have absolutely no idea of my feelings towards you. If it's a crush, it's been too long. If it's love, it doesn't feel right. It definitely is not hatred, cause you make my tummy all tingly. Oh boy, if only you can set things straight for me.