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Saturday, September 30, 2006

well. amazingly i've decided to put this back on. it's been a while since i've been able to pen down my thoughts somewhere. and i'm not going to let them swell up my brain and take up unnecessary space. let's see.

on a side note, me and the guys decided to go watch 'stay alive' after sembahyang today. eh wait. yesterday. welllll, i would say it's not too bad at all, just that elizabeth bathory killing you in real life just looks CGI. other than the last part where she ejected out three nails from her heart, neck and forehead. and frankie muniz is a game maestro. other than that, he's incredibly short for a guy who drives a Cadillac Escalade around the neighbourhood. in real life i mean.

the movie? i would say 7/10. it's only 1 hour and 15 minutes.

and to spoil it, sophia bush died in the movie after smoking.

ahh yes. i am taking BTT on the 1st of November. that's bloody long isn't it? well i didn't want to rush it so much because although i can't wait to get behind the wheel, i'm not in a hurry to abandon public transport either. i had to take a new passport picture for the book and trust me, i had specs on this time.

see it? nah. you wouldn't want to.

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i know you're on the course of erasing me from your life totally, maybe even bringing me down to the levels of, i don't know. indeed i've been an ass, a bitch, a bastard, a whore, a slut, a jabbawabbanabbaroo (no i don't intend to be rude there, it just came to my head). i don't bear anything against you although you did what you did recently. and i know what i did to you gradually along the way was undescribable. heartless? i admit. i was an ass. i'm sorry. but i never intended to be one. and i don't intend on being an ass forever. i know we can never be together again, if that's how it's going to be. i still want us to talk. even if it means a hi or a bye. anything. well, maybe i should take the iniative to do so. but i'm not sure when will i be greeted with a simple 'hello', instead of a 'FUCK OFFF'. well, i would say the former, maybe would make everything better for the both of us. at least, on talking terms. just that. i, no, we don't know when that will be.

i'm sorry.

( i don't intend to make this large font or small font, because frankly, i don't see the point)


well, one thing, i hope you're reading this, someday. one day. i don't know. please.

i just discovered, i can't do it on sms, phone or anywhere else. maybe this (blog) has always been my port of call. or forte. don't know lah.

oh yes, for the stuff you tore apart. i put it back together with scotch tape. glue would be messy.

and yes. i do not know how much the fine for that 1 month overdue book is, all i know is that i've returned it on the day itself and on the return receipt it says;

*PLEASE SEE LIBARIAN FOR FINE PAYMENT DETAILS*

uh oh. trouble. let's wait till school begins.

it's 3.49 a.m. and it's time for sahur and time for seeing groggy family members feeding their food into their noses rather than their mouth. oh sorry, that would only be my brother because he's home (finally) and dead beat.

i hope we'll talk again. one day. (nabmi)

see you everyone.

-we're incomplete and infantine;3:52 AM;

A butterfly around here.


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